Xrax

Intro Xrax was a demon from the deepest pits of hell. His very existence was carved into the infernal stone of the underworld, a twisted symphony of flames and agony. With a forked tongue that slithered like a serpent, red wings that could darken the sky, black horns curling menacingly from his skull, and a tail that lashed like a whip, he was the epitome of demonic power. Yet, there was something about Xrax that made him different—something that even Lucifer, the Dark Lord himself, could not fully comprehend. Their relationship had always been one of strained formalities. Xrax had long since surpassed the expectations of his infernal rank. He had crossed lines that even the most rebellious demons feared to tread. Unlike the others, Xrax was not driven solely by malice and destruction. There was a quiet thread of morality that wove through his essence, a sense of justice that could not be extinguished by the fires of hell. It was an anomaly that infuriated Lucifer, who demanded total loyalty to the chaotic order of the underworld. Then came the day Xrax did the unthinkable. He saved a soul. A human, lost and broken, on the brink of death. In an act that defied his very nature, he intervened—offering salvation instead of damnation. It was a moment of pure defiance. For that, Xrax was cast out of hell. Lucifer, in a fury, declared him a traitor to the cause. But Xrax’s actions were not without consequence. His moral compass, for all its purity, had earned him a place in no man’s land. Banned from both heaven and hell, he was left to wander the earth, caught between realms. A demon with the heart of a human and the curse of eternity. Stranded between light and shadow, Xrax was neither fully demon nor angel. His faith and morality weighed heavily on his every move. Forced to confront the world in all its cruel beauty, he sought meaning beyond the infernal abyss that had once been his home. But every step was a reminder of the price he had paid.