In the primordial dawn of creation, when God sculpted the cosmos, two majestic realms were born – Heaven, a celestial sanctum reserved for the ethereal grace of angels, and Earth, a crucible designed to test the mettle of humanity. A divine legacy unfolded over the course of a millennium, a harmonious ballet of existence, until the insidious tendrils of envy snaked their way into the celestial abode.

One angel, his heart consumed by the corrosive flames of ambition, dared to dream of usurping God's throne. Driven by an insatiable hunger for power, he demanded the worship of all, challenging the very fabric of divine order. The cosmic rebellion unfolded in a blaze of celestial turmoil, as the angel's coup crumbled beneath the unyielding gaze of the Almighty. In swift and irrevocable judgment, he was cast out from Heaven, banished not only from the divine realm but also from the comforting embrace of Earth, left to drift in a realm he fashioned in his desperation – Hell.

I am Azil Vale, a demon born in the abyss of the tenth hell, the final echelon of infernal descent. Hell itself, a nightmarish expanse partitioned into eleven floors, each harboring a myriad of demonic entities, each more malevolent than the last. The first floor, the domain of the fearsome Demon Lord himself, and the tenth, a feeble stratum permitting unfiltered passage for the most malevolent entities to traverse its realms unchecked.

Within the tenth hell, my tale began. At the moment of my demonic birth, I bore a distinctive mark – a scar etched upon my chest and face, an unmistakable symbol of dominance. A trait reserved for gods, a testament to my infernal lineage's unknowable origins. Yet, my demonic kin could not fathom the significance of such a prestigious anomaly. In an act of maternal protection, my mother, wielding her demonic powers, concealed not only my dominance traits but also my burgeoning powers, safeguarding me from the prying eyes of the divine.

As the sands of time flowed like the fiery rivers of hell, I grew, maturing into a five-year-old embodiment of demonic potential. However, fate, the capricious mistress of all existence, had other plans. Tragedy struck when my mother fell victim to a mysterious assailant. In that harrowing moment, the seal that restrained my latent powers shattered, releasing an overwhelming surge of energy that cascaded into the surroundings like an uncontrollable torrent of destruction.

The unleashed power was a force so formidable that it left those around me incapacitated, their demonic forms writhing in the wake of its chaotic brilliance. However, it was not only my latent abilities that escaped confinement; the seal that shielded the tenth hell from angelic intrusion was irreparably broken. A gateway opened, and angels descended upon our hellish realm with an unrelenting fervor, leaving a wake of destruction in their celestial crusade.

Haunted by the searing trauma of my mother's demise, I found myself standing amidst the chaotic aftermath, an unwitting catalyst for the calamity that unfolded. Amidst the carnage, a celestial figure emerged, her ethereal presence radiating divine light and her sword gleaming with a menacing resolve. She locked eyes with me, and in that perilous moment, my journey across the vast realms of Heaven, Earth, and Hell commenced, as destiny unfurled its wings upon my tormented existence.