Esyridiel (Syri) the Houndoom (Young Heiress)

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Rise of Lucifette

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Lucifette (Luci) the Houndoom (Young Maid)

    As a young Syri started to blossom into a woman her father could not help but notice the similarities between his young daughter and her late mother. While this only strengthened his love for her it also grew a darkness in him that he never knew could exist. The more he loved her the more his thoughts turned to rob him of his sanity and pushed him to do things he never thought he was capable of. And as time would go on, he started to enjoy this side of himself. To appease his darkness he turned his lust and rage onto the manor staff, he would bury this urge in everything else around him.

Growing up alongside Lucifette in one of the family's lavish estates along the Fuschia coastline, Esyridiel couldn't shake the feeling of isolation. There were times when other nobles would visit but the times they occurred were so few and far apart that she could scant call them friendships. Despite her seemingly boundless options in love and companionship, she remained perpetually alone, the reasons for which eluded her. Her only friend within the great walls of the House of Beelzebad was one of the maids on staff, a red haired woman named Lucifette. It wasn't until later on that she started to suspect there might be a reason other than herself that she was constantly alone, and a fateful discovery proved all she ever needed to see.

    It only happened by chance - while on her way back into the mansion grounds she met the postwoman for the first time, being a good natured young lady she asked if she could take the mail for her. As she took the letters she saw most of the mail was actually addressed to her. Syri was ecstatic, she had never gotten mail before! Young Syri quickly bounded into the manor, rushing straight through the halls to her bedchambers where she quickly unsealed the first letter and started reading, her eyes darting left and right across the parchment as she started to slowly furrow her brow:

    "This is my fourth letter-"  "We have been humbly asking for years-"  "Would you reconsider your previous answer-"  "Maybe my other letters have been misplaced-" "Your daughter has come of age -"

    Each letter appeared to be a response to a prior one, yet she had never before opened a letter. Could someone else be replying to her correspondence? Determined to uncover the truth, she sought Lucifette's aid that evening, urging her to ensure the letters appeared untouched before delivering them to the Hound Lord. Though hesitant, Lucifette agreed to the task, questioning the timing of the request. "At this hour?" she inquired of Syri, who met her gaze with a familiar, desperate expression. Recognizing the unspoken plea, Lucifette acquiesced with a nod. Once the letters were sealed anew, she delivered them to her father as Syri concealed herself behind the curtains, watching anxiously.

    Surprised by Luci's late-night visit, Lord Beelzebad greeted her warmly upon her entrance to his chambers. However, his demeanor swiftly shifted from anticipation to disappointment, then to unbridled fury as she handed him the letters and promptly departed. Witnessing her father's transformation, Syri beheld a side of him she had never seen before. The once gentle and jovial man now transformed into a raging inferno, his curses and mutterings filling the air as he unleashed his wrath upon a costly ottoman, reducing it to splinters with each furious blow. "That deceitful tease, that bitch!" he seethed under his breath as he turned his attention to the letters. With a swift motion, he seized those addressed to Syri, then, with a fierce jerk of his neck, unleashed a blast of venomous flame so intense that Syri could feel its heat from her concealed position in the room.

    When the blaze subsided, only charred remnants of the letters lay scattered upon the floor. As the last of the embers cooled, Beelzebad strode over to a portrait of his daughter above the fireplace, his charred claws outstretched. "No one shall have you... but I," he muttered darkly, sending a chill down Syri's spine as she glimpsed the expression of sinister desire etched upon his face—the same lustful gaze he had bestowed upon Lucifette upon her entrance, now twisted into pure malevolent intent. Syri finally understood, as long as she lived under his eye - she would always be alone - or worse.

    In the coming months Beelzebad would be overthrown by Lucifette - in losing her right to succession she found an unexpected liberation, viewing it as a silver lining in the midst of her turmoil. Years later however, she was not expecting to lose Asmodeus to Luci as she claimed power for herself. In the ensuing fight between them over him, Luci would stop short of blinding Esyridiel, an act that Luci deeply regrets to this day, scarring her eyelids in permanent crimson tears. The sisterly bond that the two had shared up to that point had been irreversibly damaged to both of their chagrin.

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