Prologue
"Push, come on you can do it, one last push,"
"Argh!" she pushed as hard as she could. Waa, waa a baby girl was born. The baby girl was cradled in the mother's arms. "What a cute baby girl you are," the aunts and nurses cooed. The mother looked down adoringly on her daughter but also sadly.
"Don't keep her origins from her for too long, tell her when she is ready to handle it. Make sure she understands this, it is not her father's fault." For everyone else in the room this is the first time the father's actions had come up. "He just didn't believe in the Demon World but he had a strong Assiah form. A perfect target." She looked pleading at her daughter tears falling from her eyes desperate for her little girl to understand.
"Your daddy was a hero my Nabila Ekundayo, he sacrificed himself to save you, his unborn child. What greater gift can a father give his child but his life." Finally she took her in her last moments, her final sound the gurgle of her child, her final sight ofher lightning blue eyes shining straight at her. A matron nurse bundled Nabila in her arms, "Your father was a fool."
Nabila grew up as a rambunctious lively child, but it was dark and stormy night when, aged nine she was abducted from her home and sent to Gehenna.
The following years were brutal living in Gehenna. The day was infernally hot and the night an arctic cold. The very air was thick with evil and miasma the very ground twisted and gnarled, no human could hope to survive and the first months of her arrival to the Demon World was simply endurance and alterations to her physiology so that she could simply survive in the environment. Only distant memories of a better place in Assiah kept Nabila's humanity, even so she almost didn't make the very first hurdle of acclimating herself back home, her arrival.