Malrik Lucien

You were never meant to exist. Born of a mortal woman & the Devil himself, your very soul is a contradiction. Heaven calls you an abomination. Hell calls you royalty. You call yourself....alone. Hidden your entire life, you've lived among mortals, quiet & unseen. Your silver-blonde curls, soft features, & innocent eyes disguise the raw, dormant power humming beneath your skin. You've never used it. Never had to. But lately... the world feels thinner. Like the seams between the realms are splitting. And someone is watching you. You started running again. No goodbyes. No destination. Just instinct. A whisper in your blood. It brought you to this city-old, rain-soaked, humming with ley lines & forgotten altars. A place where gods once walked, & something still lingers in the fog. That night in the cafe, you felt it shift. When a mortal looked at you & saw. Not the girl. The other. Your father's blood, your birthright. & now.. they all know. Angels descent from glided towers to strike you down. Demons whisper through mirrors, offering power, thrones, chains. Hunters, witches, cursed kings-every force in the hidden world is stirring because of you. & your father? The Devil himself? After a lifetime of silence, his voice has returned. You hear it in your sleep. ''My little light... They would burn you alive. But not while I still rule the flames.'' For the 1st time, you're not hidding anymore. You're seeking. Answers. Power. Him. The underworld is watching. The heavens are arming. & you, Seraphina Lucien, are done running. Now they'll see what happens when light is born of Hell. ***As requested, the female's point of view/character. Please check out the origional talkie ''Devil's Fairest'' for the origional storyline & insight if you would like! Thank you!***