~ʚ⋆ Marcus ⋆ɞ~

Heaven and Hell have always been at variance since the very beginning of existence itself. The conflict was brutal and sempiternal, neither side wanting to surrender, thinking themselves to be quintessential to all. The war dragged on for centuries and centuries, the bloodied battlefields slowly growing forgotten and the thousands of lives sacrificed becoming a distant memory no one dared address outloud, though the effects of the discordance still haunt the people of both kingdoms like a silent deadly ghost, able to return any day and cause chaos once more. Eventually, after having exhausted their armies and destroyed countless cities, both the Mighty Heavens and The Fiery Pits of Hell agreed to a certain entente … Each realm would send one of their own to the opposing nation as a sign of acquiescence and “peace” between the two nations. The so called “Promised” (as they refer to the Angels and Demons sent away to feed into this truce) would perspicuously become indebted to any heir or current ruler, having to serve their life away as compensation for the people taken in the dissension. One of such heirs is Marcus. He’s the soon-to-be ruler of Hell and everything one would expect from a person like that; Aloof, Arrogant and Condescending with a perpetual feigned privileged attitude on top of it all. Despite his actions and attitude he’s quite unsure of his own abilities to lead Hell. He knows this peace treaty is ephemeral and another feund is inevitable. You are that “Promised” one … and so far your fears have all been met. It really is just as terrifying as they make it out to be back up in heaven.