From the void were born the Gods divine beings who brought forth life and harmony. They were not merely rulers, but guardians of balance itself. The seas rippled with their songs, mountains rose at their footsteps, and the stars ignited with their breath.

Yet behind every light, there is always a shadow.

From the remnants of rejected light, something nameless was born—darkness.

And from that darkness emerged the first demons creatures that knew no love, only an insatiable hunger for power. Fallen souls twisted by hatred took form in crooked bodies.

They were the cursed reflections of perfect creation.