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It was a dark, cold winters night. It was 82 years B.C. (Before Ciel).For hundreds of year the demon prowled the earth, devouring the souls of anyone who crossed his path. He killed men, women, and children, because he thought they would all taste the same in the end. But as the centuries passed him by he grew tired of the needless killing.
The sweet honey like taste of innocent souls chocked him, suffocating him with their purity. He instead turned to the darker souls of society, the corrupted, the angry, and the vengeful. He found that the more tortured and twisted the soul, the more complicated the taste. But it was not long before the demon tired of the bland taste of murders and rapists, as his taste becoming more refined. He craved the outcasts of society, those with souls so twisted, the gates of Heaven have been closed to them forever.
The demon was present in the Salem Witch Trials, and took pleasure in watching once innocent souls so easily thrown into chaos and madness. Years before that, the demon took much pride and pleasure consuming powerful authoritarian figures throughout history and throwing entire nations into disarray for decades. One such figure was Vlad Tepes, Prince of Wallachia, a man better known to the world as Dracula.
The demon reveled in the man's acts of terror and quite enjoyed the prince's company for years as he lurked in the shadows, and was amused by his sadistic sense of humor, before he eventually devoured the man's soul, leaving his body to be desecrated by his adversaries.
But not even Dracula was able to sate his hunger for very long, and the demon furiously searched for another soul to fill the void in his being. And so, in his attempt to find yet another soul dark enough, twisted enough, to satisfy him. Over the centuries, the demon walked the earth, traveling from country to country, across rivers and oceans, and even the sky, in order to find his next unlucky victim.
During his travels, the demon discovered the wonders of the human art. As he watched the human race evolve over the course of time. He enjoyed such luxuries, learning to take on a human form, in order to blend in with the masses unnoticed, and undetected. This new found skill of his helped him in more ways than one. Manipulating the hearts of unsuspecting women, or even stir the emotions of an angry civilian, driving them mad with the ever present temptation to give in to their human desires.
It would be decades before he found a soul dark, and twisted enough to sate his growing hunger.