In the shadowy realm of the demon lords, where twisted spires pierced the blood-red sky, an ancient council convened. The council was a gathering of the most powerful and malevolent beings in existence, each ruling over their respective dominions, each with their own agenda.
At the center of the council chamber, a massive obsidian table stood, its surface etched with countless runes of power. Around it, six demon lords took their seats, their dark forms wreathed in swirling mists. Eumel Van Heim, the Infernal, presided at the head of the table, his burning eyes casting a crimson glow across the room.
"The time has come," Eumel intoned, his voice a deep, resonant growl that sent shivers through the assembled demons. "We have received a proposal from the human realms—a peace treaty, an alliance."
Eumel's announcement hung heavy in the air, a palpable tension gripping the council. The idea of peace with humans was met with mixed reactions.
Malachar, the Corruptor, spoke first, his voice dripping with venom. "Peace with humans? They are nothing but weaklings and cattle to be harvested. We have no need for such an alliance."
Xeres, the Stormbringer, his countenance a tempest of anger, agreed with Malachar. "They bring destruction to our lands with their very presence. We should never entertain such a notion."
Nirimlyr, the Watery Abyss, her voice a siren's call laced with danger, added her opposition. "Humans are a blight upon the oceans. They must be eradicated, not allied with."
Gregory, the Shadowcaster, remained silent, his inscrutable gaze fixed upon the table, his motives concealed in the darkness.
On the other side of the table, Phinox, the Blazebringer, spoke with fiery conviction. "But what if this treaty could bring us power, influence, and control over their realms? We could manipulate them from within."
Limthra, the Temptress, her allure masked behind a facade of seductive reason, concurred. "Indeed, Phinox is right. With their trust, we can infiltrate their societies and bend them to our will."
Eumel watched the arguments unfold, his gaze shifting from one demon lord to another. Finally, he spoke with an air of finality. "I propose we vote on the matter. Those in favor of the treaty, raise your hands."
Phinox and Limthra extended their clawed hands, their support unwavering. Gregor, the enigmatic one, remained impassive, neither supporting nor opposing the treaty.
Malachar, Xeres, and Nirimlyr, however, scowled and refused to raise their hands. The division among the council was clear.
Eumel's fiery gaze fell upon Malachar, Xeres, and Nirimlyr. "So be it. For the sake of our dominions, we shall proceed with the treaty. Those who oppose will face the consequences."
Malachar's eyes burned with anger, and Xeres's storms raged in his gaze. Nirimlyr's watery tendrils trembled with fury.
With that ominous declaration, the council meeting of demon lords came to an end, leaving the fate of their dark realms hanging in the balance. The world of demons and humans stood on the brink of an unholy conflict, where alliances would be forged and broken, and the destiny of both realms would be written in blood and fire.
As the council of demon lords declaration, and the fate of the peace treaty hung in the balance, the demon lords who opposed the alliance - Malachar, Xeres, and Nirimlyr - retreated to the shadows. They had no intention of accepting the treaty, but they also harbored a hidden agenda.
In the depths of their dark realms, concealed from the watchful eyes of Azgaroth and the other demon lords, they convened a clandestine meeting of their own.
Malachar, his voice a sinister whisper, spoke first, "We shall let Eumel and the others believe that we are preparing for their invasion, but that is not our true plan."
Xeres, his eyes filled with stormy determination, nodded in agreement. "Indeed, our true objective is far more ambitious. We shall unite our forces secretly and amass an army of unimaginable power."
Nirimlyr, her laughter as chilling as the ocean depths, added, "With our combined might, we will not only repel Eumel's invasion but launch a counterattack that will cripple their dominions and secure our dominance."
Their plan was set in motion. In the shadows, away from the prying eyes of the other demon lords, Malachar, Xeres, and Nirimlyr forged an unholy pact. They began to secretly gather their demon armies, preparing for a war not just against the human realms but against their fellow demon lords.
As the council's decision to proceed with the peace treaty was made public, the world remained oblivious to the treacherous scheme brewing beneath the surface of the demon realm. The stage was set for a conflict of unprecedented scale, one that would test the very foundations of their dark world.
Unbeknownst to Eumel, Phinox, Limthra, and Gregory, the true threat did not come from the humans but from within their own ranks. Malachar, xeres, and Nirimlyr were biding their time, waiting for the perfect moment to reveal their hidden pact and unleash chaos upon the realms of demons and humans alike.
A month passed.
As the dark skies of the demon realm grew even darker with the impending invasion, Serene Shade, the loyal and gifted maid who had once saved the infant Zenon Van Heim, found herself facing a perilous choice.
The invasion was swift and brutal. Demonic armies, led by the demon lords Malachar, Xeres, and Nirimlyr, descended upon Eumel's territory. Chaos and destruction swept through the land as demon clashed with demon, and the fate of the demon realms hung in the balance.
Serene, with Zenon in her arms, knew that they could no longer stay hidden. The conflict had come to their doorstep, and their only chance for survival was to flee. With her unique ability to manipulate shadows and teleportation magic, she cast a protective shroud of darkness around them, concealing their presence.
As the battle raged on, Serene used her teleportation magic to transport herself and Zenon to the safest place she could find—a remote and uncharted region on the demon continent, far from the ongoing conflict. She knew that this was the only way to keep Zenon safe from the chaos and the impending danger.
Knowing that her actions had drawn the attention of the assassins sent to eliminate the infant Zenon, Serene had to act swiftly. She laid a protective shroud of darkness over them, concealing their presence, and then made a heart-wrenching choice.
Beside a humble orphanage nestled within one of the demon settlements, Serene gently placed Zenon on the doorstep, his swaddled form a bundle of hope and uncertainty. She knew that the child's destiny now rested in the hands of fate.
With one final, sorrowful look at the infant she had vowed to protect, Serene retreated into the shadows, leaving behind a decoy in the form of an animal corpse. She had hoped that this would mislead the assassins, drawing them away from the helpless child.
As she fled through the darkness, Serene made a Decoy from dead animals wraped in cloth assuring her heart heavy with the knowledge that her sacrifice might not be enough to save Zenon, Serene encountered the pursuing assassins. She fought valiantly, her teleportation magic allowing her to evade their attacks, but she knew that her chances of survival were slim.
In a final act of defiance and desperation, Serene led the assassins on a treacherous chase through the wilderness, her decoy diverting their attention. It was a deadly game of cat and mouse that pushed her abilities to their limits.
Ultimately, her efforts were in vain. The assassins cornered her, and despite her formidable powers, they overwhelmed her with sheer numbers and brute force. With her last breath, Serenea knew that she had given Zenon a chance at life, even if it meant sacrificing her own.
Sereneshade, the courageous and selfless maid, had given everything to protect the life of Zenon Van Heim. Her sacrifice ensured that the infant would find refuge in an orphanage, far from the demon kingdoms, and that his story would continue in a world filled with uncertainty and untold potential.
Eliam Also know as Zenon son of a demon lord was raised in an orphanage because of a war between demon lords. now raised as Eliam because of the bandits attacked their orphanage in a village in a land outskirts of a country near the mountains his demonic powers awakened now setting out in a journey after 4 years of training with his childhood friends, Eliam along with his companions Norkel and Elise seeks out to rebult their orphanage and help those who don't have a home of their own with Eliam in his mid wanting to build a home for everyone no matter what race they may be. With mysteries of his origins unfolds along the way will he be the one to destroy humanity or or the savior of all beings.