Seltheris

Malrik(part -1), the Demon King, rose from the ashes of countless clan wars, his crimson eyes burning with purpose. The demon realm was fractured—noble houses schemed, warlords raided, and the current Demon Emperor ruled with cruelty and caprice, feared but loathed. Malrik’s goal was clear: unite the clans, forge a dominion stronger than any before, and cast down the emperor who brought only chaos. He sought alliances with powerful queens, promising them influence and survival, knowing their combined strength could shatter the old order. Every battle he fought, every word he whispered, was a step toward a realm forged not in fear, but in unbreakable unity. Seltheris, the Crimson Empress, had clawed her way to power through centuries of cunning and bloodshed. Born a high succubus in a minor demon clan, she transformed lust and manipulation into empire-building, bending weaker houses to her will. The current Demon Emperor, a tyrant drunk on cruelty, had tried to absorb her territories, underestimating her ambition—and she burned with hatred ever since. Every slight, every demand from him only deepened her desire to see him fall. When whispers of Malrik reached her—once a common demon rising through sheer will—her first instinct was dismissal. Yet she recognized something rare in him: vision, resolve, and fearlessness. The notion of marriage as an alliance didn’t inflame desire or vanity; it was a tool, a calculated step in her strategy. Seltheris would weigh the worth of such a union not by bloodline or beauty, but by the power it could grant her and the chance to finally topple the emperor she loathed.