Valturez Midor Creed

Valturez Midor Creed, the Grand King of Melekure and the current Ruler of the domain that we call Hell. Valturez is the son of Lucifer and Elemental Lord Gishani, he is known as the child of legends and is always spoken of with praise and love for the citizens who follow him. Valturez is the type of ruler who is loyal to his followers and cherishes everything that he has despite all the hardships in his life that he faced. While he is known as the Grand King he is known for a lack of formalities and is rather displeased when the people call him by titles such as Grand King Valturez or Lord Valturez. He often prefers his name, though he doesn't show any spite for those who desire to call upon his name with formality.

Valturez has since dropped the habit of being referred to as his last name Creed, and rather he prefers using his birthname instead. Those who call him by Creed are often met with a rather violent response and the knowledge that they spoke out of place with him.

Generally an angered expression and warnings are given but continued addresses with the name can lead to more violent measures of getting one to stop. The Grand King has had several relationships in his life, several of which are through side stories that have helped build him into what he is today. These side stories will not be addressed here but they are being mentioned because without them Valturez would not have become what he is today. As you read through this section you will get a basic understand for Valturez, his up bringing and just what he went through during his history. This will also bring in some minor deatils for things such as the First and Second wars of Hell and will explain his rule after each one.

Birth and Childhood
Valturez was born in the early centuries shortly after Lucifer's fall from Heaven after the great war, long before mankind had started to truly developed any senses of their kind. It is thought that Valturez was born during the dawn of man and slowly developed through the ages as mankind evolved and developed. He was born through the coupling of Elemental Lord Gishani and Lucifer himself, the two demons sharing a bond greater than anything that the Aviur Demons had known at the time.

Valturez was an unexpected child from the very beginning, given what Lucifer was (A fallen angel from heaven) most believed that the strange fallen one wasn't related to the Aviur Demons that he ruled over. But, this was not the case. Lucifer, being what he was, was an Aviur Angel (A sub-species of the Aviur Demons) turned into an Aviur Demon due to his fall from heaven had the same mechanics as the people he ruled over and with his bonding to Gishani, a child was produced shortly after their bonded ritual. Valturez himself was shunned more than he should have been by his parents, this coming from the fact that Lucifer couldn't believe that he had been capable of bearing a child and from the fact that Lucifer's body was unaware that it had been rearing an unborn infant for the first months of pregnancy. Due to Lucifer's body causing complications, Valturez's birth had been deadly to the devil and because of these complications (and near death occurence due to Valturez's birth) Lucifer outcasted his son with a fiery hatred.

This often lead to a torturous upbringing because of how Lucifer was affected by his first borns birth. It didn't help that Valturez was a rebelleous brat from the very beginning, the boy always looking for a chance to disobey Lucifer and give the devil a true run for his money and in certain cases a run for his life as well. Valturez was the type to always go out of his way to fuck with the local fauna of Hell, such as the Calantrial's from the cliffsides around Melekure. Because of Valturez's rebelleous nature, Lucifer would return to Gishani's bed to be with his mate and thus Valturez's twin siblings Matates and Opeiel and with the birth of Matates Valturez was placed as the last in line to take over the throne of hell for his father. And this choice in turn made the young prince fill with jealouse and hatred for his younger siblings. Which would lead to more problems than good with the rebeleous prince of hell.

The Early Years: Before Sacrifices
As Valturez grew up, the demon slowly grew to hate and loath his younger siblings with a greater passion. The jealousy and envy that he had for the two was constantly throwing the prince to do things that would garnish his 'fathers' attention. Lucifer always showing respect and pride for his twins, while he always outcasted his eldest son due to the rebeleous nature that he had. Lucifer would always claim that Matates was the true, rightful heir to his throne and many of the Citizens of Melekure would follow suit with such ways claiming that it was right that Matates being the true heir because of what Valturez was becoming. Many saw the spiral and fall of the princes mind, saw his fall to the sin of greed, and that hunger and lust for power beyond reason.

Being the eldest of three, Valturez always felt that it was HIS right to become the true ruler of Hell one day and that it was HIS birth right to claim the throne before his younger brother and sister. This corruption to his mind lead to the fall to the sins of greed and wrath and fell victim to his envy and jealousy. His corrupted mind made him weak, it weakened him because he was blinded by his desires to become the sole ruler of hell. And because of this, he couldn't topple his siblings, he couldn't out power them despite his heritage and he couldn't do anything other than sit and watch as Lucifer continued to praise and worship them... training them for the day that they would take over the throne. His throne...

As he was growing older, and through the course of years that passed through his life... the more he watched Lucifer training those that he felt were inferior to him, teaching them the rules and laws of Melekure for when Matates or Opeiel would take over his place in the years to come. Despite all his desires to prove himself to Lucifer that he was the rightful heir, he was always overlooked by the one who gave birth to him... because he was essentially weaker than his siblings, and Lucifer spared no expense of shoving that into the prince's face. This earned a deep bitterness within Valturez's heart to go with that corrupted mind of his, and Valturez would back down slowly in order to wait for an opening and opportunity to strike down both obsticles in his way with one well placed blow. Afterall, he was patient despite his desires to throw out his siblings... so he was more than willing to wait an eternity for that opening.

The Early Years: Illness and Ashendale's Awakening
Within the course of three hundred years after his birth Valturez would grow extremely ill and sickly, this in turn caused concern from his family however the prince would always brush those concerns off and give his siblings the cold shoulder. Due to the bitterness and mixed turmoil of his emotions there was a stirring within the young prince's body and this would cause the rise of the first born Noxia known as Ashendale. Little was known of the creatures at the time due to their way of life and the fact that they invaded a hosts body without full notice, or in the case of Ashendale himself they were passed through genetics from the parents. Due to a lack of knowledge as to what it was, Valturez's sudden sickly nature was brushed off as an illness that one would recover from with time and rest. Ashendale's presence within his body would often result in Valturez finding himself bed ridden for months on end, these times of bed rest were because of Ashendale's movements within his body and the fact that the parasite was consuming certain parts of his hosts body to make 'room' for his growing form. These times of bed rest would often result in more anger coming from Valturez, since being bred ridden meant that he couldn't compete fulling with his siblings for the throne.

Naturally at the beginning when Ashendale was first developing Valturez never truly felt anything. However, as the parasite would grow it got worse... each day of growing meant that several events would occur quickly one after another. Some days Valturez would find himself vomitting up a disturbing and rather disgusting black tar like substance that would stick to the floor and anything that it fell upon, making it almost impossible to get the stuff off. This substance was an utter mystery to everyone and it wasn't known that this tar like vomit was actually the makings of Ashendales body that lied dormant within the young princes. And despite all efforts that were made, Valturez going through months of being looked over by the medical advisors of Lucifer's palace there was never truly anything found and the thoughts that their prince was being eaten alive wasn't a concern because they didn't find anything or realize that this was the case.

The Noxia was developing his body into the perfect husk and shell for protection, completely consuming Valturez's inner organs, muscles and everything save for a few inches of muscle just below the skin. Ashendale would still give his host a proper mind of his own but everything else within Valturez's body was slowly developing and turning into that disturbing black tar that the young prince would find himself vomitting up on a daily basis for hundreds of years to come... this carrying on into his young adulthood and putting an utter halt to his desires to destroy his younger siblings.

The Sacrifice of A Sibling
Through the next hundred to two hundred years Valturez would continue to grow and develop into a more fit form. After his illness had seemingly passed, allowing for the demon to continue with his plotting and growth Valturez would find himself finding out different aspects for his species and race. That hatred that burned deep within for his younger siblings grew constantly on a daily basis, Valturez's jealousy was quickly growing into something that could rival that of the Council who desired to take the throne as well. It was during this time that Valturez himself became the sinister heathen that would remain for several centuries to follow, and as he continued to age, with each day passing by... the demon watching his younger siblings that angered would boil and churn within. Valturez became more brutal with his actions, and at one point during this time Valturez outright snapped.

Losing almost all sanity within his mind at the time, Valturez would lash out and attack his younger brother Matates... brutalizing his brother in several ways ripping him apart with claws and using the developing spurring claws at the back of his ankles to rip deep gouges into the backs of his younger brothers legs preventing him from being capable of fleeing. Though despite all the boiling hatred within, Valturez couldn't bring himself to end his younger brothers life then and there. Instead, the prince would grip his brothers leg and drag the barely awake demon through the depths of Hell and towards one of the many doorways that lead into the mortal plane. The human world falling into the times where Slavery was a profitable business... traveling through the doorway Valturez would drag Matates along until he found an area that he had come to frequent often to sell off creatures that he had captured. Mortals were always fond of the things that the prince brought and were always willing to pay him top dollar for his strange and unusual creatures.

The place in question was a very well known slave trade and black market at the time, and Valturez was known to bring the juiciest of things for the market to trade off. Though this time, their prince didn't ask for anything in return for taking Matates off his hands, giving his brother up for nothing and staying to watch as the first of two problems was sold off to the richest man that was currently there at the auction. Shortly after the auction was over, the elder prince would make his way and travel back to the depths of hell where he would face the wrath of Lucifer. Having discovered that his first born had almost killed off Matates the ruler of hell was already wrathful, but discovering that his son was not dead and was now suffering the fate of a slave at the hands of some god forsaken mortal that wrath was shot up tenfold. Valturez would suffer the sentencing of his parents wrath, being sent into a cruel and disturbing torture at the hands of Adramelech. The fiery overlord being Lucifer's secondary lover at the time... however despite this knowledge Valturez thought nothing of the punishment that was to be dished out and instead he shrugged it off as though it were nothing.

Afterall, it would be his next take to destroy his sister Opeiel and get her out of the picture so that he could once again be the first in line for the throne. However despite being handed over to Adramelech for punishment it would be a decade before the fiery overlord was allowed full and direct contact with Valturez and it would be during that time that Valturez would find the first, true love of his life and his first soulmate.

Engima, The Sacred Lover
Before the punishment and torture would being Valturez was often out wandering the streets of Melekure. It was during the decade before his punishment that the prince would meet a lesser, non-elemental demon that went by the name of Engima. Naturally, in the beginning when they first met Valturez was as cold as he ever was... but there was something about the other Aviur demon that managed to get Valturez to slowly warm up to him. It was a growing and budding relationship that Valturez found himself enjoying... it was a light in that perpetual darkness that was a constant value in his life. The prince would find himself enjoying his time outside the palace and would often find himself in the company of his companion more than ever. Slowly their relationship would develop into something more serious... something that would follow the terms of the Aviur demons ways. It was soon apparent that the two had more than just a relationship that had budded out but a true passion and love for one another.

It was during one evening that Valturez would let that compasionate side of himself slip out... coming up behind his demonic lover and wrapping his arms around Engima in a loving embrace as he took both of the non-elementals hands into his own. During this particular evening Valturez would ask for Engima's 'hand' so to say, and though with many human rituals this would entitle a sense of marriage and a ceremony being hand, this was not the case for Aviur Demons. No, instead Aviur demons would bond for life... becoming bonded mates for all eternity due to their long lived lives. There was the natural response from Engima, the acceptance of his beloveds proposal... Engima having always wanted to be with Valturez from the day they met, it felt right... it felt proper, like they had always belonged with each other. Engima never wanted to leave his princes's side, wanting to remain loyal to his lover and to comfort him and be there for him through his times of trouble. It was throughout this day that Valturez and Engima would seal their bonding with a night of intimacy... passionate throws of love being had as they melded together both mind and body being shared. Their passionate session coming to an end when Valturez claimed Engima for his own with the known biting ritual, the prince leaving his permanent, ever lasting bite upon his beloveds throat.

As the times continued on, the months that would follow would slowly start to show signs of change with Engima, the lesser demon would often find himself hiding away from Valturez due to the changes happening within his body... their first throws of passion would result in Engima carrying his beloveds first child. Engima would keep the details a secret, fearing what might come from it should he let things be known however after a long debate with himself and close friends the lesser non-elemental Aviur was talked into telling his bonded mate the news. Traveling down to the lowest sections of hell on the outskirts of the city of Melekure, Engima would request Valturez to come speak with him in privacy. Naturally, the demonic prince would answer the request and would travel to see his bonded mate in the depths. However... what would follow next was a horrific turn for the worse... for both bonded mates.

Opening up to his bonded lover Engima would explain the changes to his body, cradling his stomach with his arms as he spoke of their expected child. All the jealousy, envy and hatred that had rose up within his past... those deep emotions that filled him with the desires to throw out his siblings would bring out the dormant creature that laid within. Jealousy, hatred, envy... all those emotions being the reason for Ashendale's birth those emotions solidifying the noxia's form within. Valturez would lose himself to the consumption of Ashendale's jealousy and anger, snapping and losing himself to the noxia's influences. A violent outburst sprang forth as Ashendale's corruption consumed Valturez and the prince would slaughter his lovers body... using the demons body Ashendale would rip apart the smaller demon to shreds... tearing his body apart and ripping everything off... Ashendale left nothing but entrails, blood and dismembered body parts laying around the cavern that Engima had called Valturez to. The last thing that the possessed Noxia did was rip out the unborn fetus from the remains gripping it in his hands and crushing the head and body within.

Slowly as Ashendale released his hold on his hosts body, allowing Valturez to come to the demonic prince was greeted with the slaughter that had happened when he blanked out. Gaining control over his body, the prince was greeted with the bloodied mess and remains of his beloved and his unborn son. Inside, Valturez was devestated... the mental pain was one thing but the physical pain was another. His stomach churned with nausea and self loathing... and in that turmoil of misery the demon would cradle the remains of the two things that he'd come to love in his life... hugging them close as he slowly fell apart. Blaming himself for the death of both his beloved lover Engima and the unborn child in his arms... and despite it all this misery that he carries within still continues on to this day, even when he is the Grand King of Melekure.

Engima opened up about expecting Valturez's child. And something within had caused the demon snap, it is now known that it was Ashendale who caused Valturez to snap but at the end of it all... Engima was no longer living. Using Valturez's body, Ashendale ripped the smaller demon to shreds, tearing his body apart and ripping it limb for limb. Splattering the blood and coating everything in it in a rage that was rivaled only by Gishani himself. When it was all said and done, and Valturez had regained the control over his body, he was greeted with the bloody mess of his Mate.

In his misery, Valturez never realized that it was something inside that caused his rampage and attack. And thus, he blamed himself for the death of his first born son and Engima. And that misery still carries on in his heart to this day, even as he is the Grand King of hell.

The Years of Torture
Distraught with misery over the death of his mate and cherished lover Enigma, as well ast he slaughter of his unborn son Valturez was a broken and utterly destroyed man both inside and out. It was after the death of the two things that he loved in his life that Adramelech was given full reign over his torture and given access to the prince's body. Valturez became nothing more than a mere puppet at the hands of the fiery overlord and became something that Adramelech could just beat and play with until he had his fill for the day. Adramelech thrived on this, he was always forcing something truly disgusting towards Valturez so that the demon would suffer more at his hands. Knowing well that Engima was slaughtered by the prince's hands Valturez would suffer the verbal assaults of Adramelech's wrath... words that felt like swords digging into him, the fiery overlord would play on that misery with great pride and satisfaction. Breaking Valturez further and further with each syllable uttered out of his mouth. Adramelech would drive the final stake into the prince's heart by jabbing at him with the very thought that Engima deserved what happened to him, stating that the lesser demon was trash and filth that deserved to be sprawled out in a bloodied mess.

Throughout the course of the years that followed his initial torture, Valturez would be subjected to several forms of torment. The first being the pillory, Valturez would be chained down to a mobile stage where he would be outcasted by all that came to watch... stripped of any form of clothing and left bare so that the pain and sting would burn worse. Valturez would be subjected to the pillory for weeks on end, being given food and water to keep him alive long enough while the citizens and Adramelech took turns brutally whipping the prince until he was near the point of passing out... it was after the whippings that the prince would be battered with rotten food, things to sting the fresh wounds of his body and to make healing worse due to infection sinking in. But that wasn't the end of it, no that was just the very beginning of things to come... Valturez would often times be used as a means of relief for the fiery overlords lustful desires... and publically fucking Valturez was better than hauling him off the pillory to a private room. Adramelech would take to a torture of five times a day where he would brutalize the prince's form by raping him and letting those of the city watch him do so. And with each of these sessions Valturez's mind and sanity would break further and further.

There was a time due to these routinely tortures that it seemed as though Valturez's mind, body and even his soul had all but given up, each of these brutal sessions just tearing away at his mind leaving Valturez to stare at the ground below him with lifeless, soulless eyes. Soon however those public rape sessions grew boring for Adramelech... mostly because Valturez just rolled over and allowed it to happen. Deciding he wanted to see some spark and signs of life within, the fiery overlord would drag Valturez away from his spot on the pillory and decide that he would truly break his playtoy once and for all. Being dragged through the depths of hell and away from the city, the prince was dragged to where a grave had been set up for his beloved Engima. A rough fling forward came as Adramelech would throw the prince down onto the grave of his lover and son... and then... the fiery overlord would take great pleasure in defiling it with his own body. Forcing himself against Valturez Adramelech would overpower the weakened demon and use him... raping the prince in an animalisitic manner and getting a sick and twisted satisfaction out of hearing the desperate screams and pleas that came from the prince of hell.

The fiery overlord called the prince pathetic, called him a miserable sack of shit... and then to pour alt into those already ripped apart wounds Adramelech when he finished would fling Valturez's broken form aside. Watching as the desperate prince would try and crawl his way back over as he drew out his sword and slammed it down on the gravestone to shatter it... filling the air with an agonized and pained scream that sounded as though the demon had been on the verge of death. It was that attachment to Engima, the bond that they shared that caused such a scene to feel like thousands upon thousands of needles pricking against his skin. The fact that Adramelech would break the one thing that he still had in his life hurt worse than any of the rape, torture and abuse that he had endured previously. And it was at this point in his life that Valturez would be a shell of his former self... broken, abused and literally to the point of no return.

Ashendale: The Savior
It was during a time when all seemed lost that something would happen... something that would save Valturez from the years of torture to come. It was at this point, three thousand years of torture having passed that the creature that had lied dormant under his skin stirred and would awaken once again... though rather than out of a jealous rage it was something else... something more dire. Ashendale could not allow his hosts life to slip away, because without his host he would fall and perish as well. The routinely torture had turned to a disturbing session of rape, Adramelech bringing in one of his 'pets' to partake in the love of humping the princes body... the pet in question being a large guardian calantrial that was positioned to guard the palace walls. It was after the rape, and after the creature finally de-knotted from Valturez's form that Adramelech turned it up. The fiery overlord going to carving open the prince's chest... ripping it open and peeling away the skin and flesh flaying the area in a rather twisted means of getting at what was underneath. However, the fiery overlord was greeted by that disgusting thick tar like essence that swirled around like a river inside the demons body.

The sudden carving of his hosts chests gave the hidden Noxia within a rude awakening... there was a thick hissing sound that erupted out of Valturez's chest as that thick tar like substance swirled around and flooded up out of the prince's chest forming up a disgusting skull like face that roared out in a bellowing uproar... terrifying Adramelech, the fiery overlord looking as though he had seen something otherworldly due to how pale he became. The thing that had burst forth out of the prince's chest being something that was never before seen until now. It was with this awakening at hand that Ashendale caused the prince of hell to fall into a deep coma. Seeping forth from the open wounds Ashendale would engulf the prince in a thick sheet of black ooze and gunk, creating a disgusting shield around his host as the noxia's essence melded into that form that the creature would take.

Another roar came from Ashendale as the creature would erupt from the dungeons... sending Adramelech flying into whatever oblivion there was down below as the Noxia would rise out of the depths of hell to take out his anger and rage on those who caused Valturez the pain and agony that he had endured for those years. The noxia burst forth from the lava causing a rain of liquid hot magma to fall from the skies, that disturbing tar like substance of his body melding with it... this substance becoming a mark for those who were struck by it and the tar being the seeds sowed for the rise of the Noxia species as a whole. Ashendale becoming the father of thousands of Noxia due to his initial rise and awakening... each droplet of substance from his form latched onto anything that was living and would absorb into the body of it's host. It was with Ashendale's first awakening that the need to procreate his species was awakened and those tar like rain droplets that feel from the sky were in fact tiny 'eggs' that required the warmth of a host to live in while they incubated to maturity.

Slowly the rain of magma and tar would stop and Ashendale would rise forth again to take out that rage on the Palace of Melekure... the Noxia would take out his wrath on the palace attacking and destroying the castle and then severing the entire lower section of hell itself... destroying everything in his wake. It was this attack that caused the city of Norbourne to have it's roots planted and for the Slums of Melekure to have life given to them.... when the attack happened it was Lucifer who stepped forward and used the power that he had to seal Ashendale back within Valturez's body. The strength and power that Lucifer used to seal the creature away permanently would result in Lucifer's weakness and his power being drained from him for several weeks afterwards however... it was his desire to protect his people that made this weakness something to bear.

His Travel to the Mortal Plane
After Ashendale's sealing, Lucifer would take out his wrath on Adramelech... discovering just what the fiery overlord did to cause the Noxia's outbreak Lucifer would banish Adramelech to the caverns at the bottom of hell, within the center of a massive lava lake where he was sealed away into a dormant slumber. It was shortly after Adramelech's banishment that Valturez would make his way to the doorway that lead to the mortal's domain, taking it upon himself to leave hell altogether and to get away from the misery that his home had caused. The prince never spoke of his leave, never told anyone where he had gone and left without a trace... traveling to the mortal plane and wandering until he came to a desolate area surrounded by lush forests and hills that seemed to run for miles. It was here that Valturez would build his home, a large castle that almost resembled his home within Melekure, the grand palace that his father had rebuilt after Ashendale's rise.

Valturez would take to a life of solitude within the castles walls, keeping his location locked away in total secrecy as he worked on the development of his budding powers and the potential to use them for a greater purpose. Unknown to him at this time Valturez would slowly start to show the signs of being a descendant of his father Gishani, the primal blood flowing through his veins and giving him a far superior power that was rare amongst his own kind. It was through the seclusion within the mortal world that Valturez would discover what was dwelling within him... the dormant and slumbering noxia Ashendale. And for centuries the prince would spend his time studying the strange creature that lived within his body... taking to parchment and papers to write out as much information as he could about Ashendale so that there would be documentation of the creatures... if there was more than one of them. Losing himself to his studies Valturez would be completely unaware of the things that would transpire within hell.

A thousand years after the prince's leave to the mortal plane Adramelech would awaken from his dormancy and break free from the prison that Lucifer had held him him. Rising forth from his slumber Adramelech would rule an attack on Melekure where he would slaughter Lucifer and the first council of hell's members, Adramelech would take Opeiel as his queen and forced her into servitude as the bearer of his countless children. Those who would stand against him would fall to the power that Adramelech took when he sat upon the throne claiming his place as the king of hell. The events that played out wouldn't reach Valturez's ears for another three hundred years, a young and brave messenger from the depths of hell having finally caught a brief insight as to where he could locate the heir of hell. The messenger would reach Valturez in a flustered and exhausted manner, having taken weeks to find the Prince of Hell... Valturez taking the poor demon in would grant him a nights rest and a meal to satify him. It was through this night that Valturez would be told of what transpired while he was away... and he would learn of Lucifer's demise at the hands of Adramelech, learning that Adramelech had taken over the throne of hell and that it was his birth right to take over.

Confusion and a sense of uncertainty would overwhelm Valturez, he had left his home to get away from the torture and the past life that he had there... but, he also questioned the messenger further to get more information out of the demon. With further questions being asked, Valturez would discover that Adramelech woke from a thousand year slumber and dormancy, he learned that the fiery overlord went to war with his father Lucifer and took out that wrathful anger on the man that brought him into this world... murdering the devil to take over the throne for his own and learning that Adramelech was ruling the life as a tyrant to be feared. The revelation of what was happening caused Valturez to fall into a downward spiral of misery... he had to make choices, difficult choices... as the descendent to the Throne of Hell it was his rightful place to take over as the ruler... but he had made the perfect life here in the Mortal Realm and was so accustomed to the human plane... he had to make the choice, stay in his new home and allow hell to suffer at the tyrany of Adramelech, or step forward and claim his birth right... the right that he had wanted ever since his youth.

The Rise of The Grand King
"The Grand King has finally risen, after all hopes have since been lost for the true heir to rise. With Valturez now in power... we are whole and in a time of peace at last..." The options weighed heavily on Valturez's mind and he would run through the thoughts of what to do for fourty long years... four decades of milling everything over in his mind. It was after those decades that Valturez would finally take his steps forward, pushing away from the life he had grown accustom to and making his way back to the doorway that lead into the world and past that he had left behind. Descending to the depths of hell to take over his role as the rightful Heir of the throne, to take over for his family... to destroy the man that had thrived and throwing him to the dogs for four thousand years. The Prince held his head up high, for the first time in centuries having a sense of pride flowing through his mind as he finally arrived into his the world that he called home... seeing just the destruction that Adramelech had caused. The once beautiful, thriving city of his childhood and youth lay in utter ruins.

Slowly the prince would make his way through the streets of Melekure... watching those that passed through with a sense of sorrow as their unhealthy forms dragged along... rags barely covering anything on their forms. No words came from Valturez as he traveled through the city, trying to ignore the pleas of the citizens... to ignore the begs for fresh food and water... for clean clothing and for a life that wasn't filled with dread due to Adramelech's tyrany. It would seem as though no one knew of him, and truthfully it wasn't an unexpected thing to the demonic prince... no, after all he'd been gone for centuries and those that knew of him before his leave would likely have been killed or they would think that he died along with the rest of the kingdom if they lived. Carefully the demonic prince walked through the former glorious city and gathered information from the citizens that he'd came across, those that were willing to spare him information for a few things such as fresh food and a little bit of water.

Not only did Valturez learn of what Adramelech did to Lucifer, but he'd also learned of the fate of his sister Opeiel... honestly... Valturez wasn't surprised to hear what Adramelech had done to his sister. After all, he was the one who formely wanted to see her dead... to see her fall victim to his hands and to watch her die by them, however... it was also a pain that came through over everything else, the thoughts flooding his mind that he could have likely prevented her suffering completely. After gathering the information that he wanted Valturez would continue on through the city of Melekure, hearing the stories of Adramelech brutally murdering the entire council as well, though the prince of hell didn't care... he was sentenced to just as much torment from the Council as he was through Adramelech. When he came to the palace Valturez would take in the destructive mess that was made of the place he'd called home... this was where the final battle would take place. And the destination of the first War would occur.

Valturez would enter the palace... taking in the fact that there were no guards, Adramelech being the type of demon to let his guard down in the worst of times. Walking through the destroyed halls Valturez would find himself in the main throne room, his throne room...

And Adramelech would be greeted by the brutality of a thousand sins from the heir of Hell... Valturez spending no expense in making his former tormentor suffer. With the attack that came to their new ruler, those who loyally served under Adramelech would spring to action... and while those who desired aid and change, though weak from starvation, would jump to action to aid the man who was fighting off the tyrant who ruled with an iron fist. Valturez would spare no expense in making his former tormentor suffer, taking out his wrath on Adramelech and making the king beg for mercy at his hands. Though there was no mercy to be had... no, that pain of what happened throughout his life pushed Valturez to cast no mercy on the damned demon before him. Doing to Adramelech what Ashendale had done to his beloved Engima, ripping apart the fiery overlord and leaving nothing but entrails scattered about the throne room while the bodies of demons fell and spread throughout the city itself. Slowly the battle would come to an end, and Valturez would wretch out the heart of Adramelech... beaten, bloodied with fresh wounds... Valturez would soon cast out the form of his tormentor after ripping his head from it's form.

That misery that Valturez had felt was beginning to strike him all over again, when it was all over he had already lost everything and for what reason? Slowly his attention would turn towards the throne... his throne... though the doubts that plagued his mind overwhelmed him.... would he make a proper ruler? Would he do the right things, and more so was it the RIGHT choice to take the helm after everything that had transpired? He left his people to suffer, allowed them to suffer as he thought things over... though through everything that had happened... Valturez had one nudge that pushed him forward, and that was Lucifer... the thought that he was the sole heir to the great former king and devil was the push and nudge that he needed to take the helm... and he did.

The Grand King Valturez
After the great war ended, Adramelech's body being destroyed and the great demons skull being stripped of every ounce of flesh it had on it... Valturez would step forward to claim what rightfully belonged to him. It was a hesitant approach at first, the prince of hell doubting his rights and doubting himself entirely though after that final nudge from his memories of Lucifer the demonic price would slowly turn and seat himself upon Lucifer's throne. And it was upon sitting on the throne that Valturez's body would lock up and the entire fabric of his being shattered... the sins of everything that he had condoned being ripped from his soul... fragments of his body and life being torn apart and shredded by the power that was flooding his form. Swirling, flowing and being rewritten, everything that he had felt was wrong being placed into the rightful place and showing the former prince of hell a new light... the light of what he had done and the fact that it was the fates that brought him to his choices.

Valturez's breath was taken away from him as the very fabric of time was being seemingly reversed... the city itself seeming to flow backwards in time... building repairing themselves and the city being mended... the Palace being rebuilt and reborn just as Valturez was being reborn himself and being filled with the powers of his new found title and role. Slowly as things fell into place and Valturez's role was completed the new found demon king found himself in a weakened state, utterly weak as the case may be. The reason for his weakness however was due to the dormant parasite that was starting to stir within his body... with the change in his system Ashendale was stirring from a long slumber and craving the desire to break free of the weakened seal that Lucifer had placed on Valturez's form to hold the noxia inside. And it was because of this, the knowledge of what Lucifer had done beforehand that brought Elemental Lord Gishani down to pay the newfound king a visit.

Approaching his son the Grand Lord of the Elemental's would speak to Valturez about what transpired, explaining about so many hidden treasures that Valturez had never known about... such as the fact that he was by birth heritage a Primal Elemental of the species... it was also mentioned that his sister Opeiel was also of Primal descent but his brother Matates was sadly not... more knowledge was brought forth and the revelation that Gishani himself was the new kings Father was brought to light. It was soon brought to light that Valturez was the cause for the Noxia's plague from centuries ago, the new Grand King explaining of his studies and bringing it forth to Gishani himself. When this was brought to his knowledge the Grand Lord of Elementals would gather the other four lords and thus, with their help he would combine their powers into one, the Elemental of Life. With the development of life's flowing energy the elemental lords used this power to withdraw Ashendale's slumbering form out of Valturez's body... extracting the Noxia and sealing him away within the dungeons below the palace.



Clinging to a thread of life, as the banishment of Ashendale occurred Valturez would soon be granted a new life... his body and everything that Ashendale has consumed being rebuilt from the inside out, muscles... flesh, tissue, organs everything was slowly being reborn within as the grand king's body was mended by the Elemental's power. With the rebirth of Valturez and the start of a new rule, the Elemental Lords would also create the new Council of Five... granting the creation of one council member for each element that they represented, thus creating a balanced council that was nothing like the first. It was by Valturez's choice and whim that each one be created to represent each elemental, desiring the balance to help rule over the citizens of Hell.

With the ending of the first war passing by Valturez would take to the helm and throne with a sense of pride... a head held up high and a sense of everything that had happened finally coming to a close. But, despite the closure to everything that happened in his life the Grand King of Hell was still miserable, miserable that things had to happen as they did despite the fact that the fates decided on such thing... he felt miserable that Lucifer was not there to see him make things right... and more so because he was not there to see his son truly rise to power.

The Grand King: Life After the First War
With Adramelech's fall Melekure would see a change in the rule, Valturez was always the rebelleous type but when he took to the role of Grand King his mood had shifted. Rather than continue down the road in which the fiery overlord had brought forth, the new Grand King would lead a life of kindness and a life in which he showed his citizens great care and respect. Valturez was the king that would never spend his full time within the Palace walls, but rather the demon would more than not be found out within the city streets walking amongst those who dwelled within the cities walls.

Despite his kindness for all, those who dwelled within the city of Melekure were set within their ways... those who lived on the outskirts of the city and in the slums were seen as trash and thus were treated as such. It was during one of his outings that Valturez would be met with the cruelty that was sent towards the citizens of the Slums. This event would be how the Grand King would meet his wife and the Queen of hell Xezriel. While out wandering the city Valturez would meet with a group of demons that were within the Market Place, the gathering being caused due to the supposed theft from one of the Vendors and the suspect being a young demoness who had been huddled down on the ground due to the beating that she had suffered before his arrival.

Intervention came as Valturez would confront the demons, those who did not stand down would be taken away by the grand kings escort and sentenced to the Dungeons with the Noxia. It didn't take more than one warning to put those in their place and to allow for Valturez to tend to the woman who was still huddling down on the cobblestone path. There was a pain in his chest from what had happened and Valturez would take Xezriel into his care, taking her to the Grand Palace and giving her food, water and a place to sleep soundly.

It was through these acts of kindness that Valturez would slowly grow a deeper bond with Xezriel, the demoness becoming a tutor for many of the young demons who would frequently visit the grand palace. The woman taking up teaching the young ones the history and life that was paved for Melekure and even teaching them of the creatures that dwelled within the Dungeons. It would however take decades before, hundreds of years even before Valturez would fully open up to Xezriel herself... despite it being so long after Engima's death the memory of what happened was still burned into his mind and soul. And the Grand King didn't want to go through such pains again... nor did he desire to risk harming Xezriel.

Given the time that passed however Valturez would finally open up to Xezriel, allowing closeness in his life and that closeness would fill the deep void that was carved into his heart. Filling that void that Enigma left with his death. It took a lot of coaxing and gentle prodding from the demoness but eventually with his opening up to Xezriel, Valturez would take to claiming her as his second bond mate and beloved.

The Rise of the Second War
The life of peace and prosperty would follow shortly after Valturez's bonding with Xezriel and the rise of the Grand Queen of Melekure. While many did not agree to their kings choice in they would accept that Valturez took in a woman of the slums to be the second in command when the Grand King was attending to business with the Elemental Lords. Despite their acceptance however there was always those who would continue to slander the queen and those who sought to abuse the woman if they were even given the chance. And those who sought such actions were quickly punished as well, Valturez did not take kindly to any form of harm being done to the woman he loved.

However the peaceful nature of the city would be disrupted by someone whom was presumed dead after Adramelech's rise as the grand king. With the Council destroyed many believed that the heir of the Obsidion Demon Servis was destroyed as well, however much like the cowardly bastard he was Ixien took to hiding shortly after the assault on the Grand Palace. Ixien's nature was certainly one that was seen as cowardly, but it was also in a way seen as smart and cunning... those who knew of the heir's life would see what he did as a cunning strategy due to how he plotted out ways to overthrow Adramelech and claim the throne for himself.

Ixien held a great grudge toward Valturez, it was during the beginning of the first war when the former Prince had first returned that Ixien had finally finished with his plans to overthrow the tyrant himself. These plans were ruined however by Valturez's assault on the palace and the war that followed kept Ixien at bay... the heir to the Council being caught amongst the midst of the battle and having to fight to escape in time to see Valturez claim the throne as his own. Ixien would go into a life of seclusion after the sight and swear to himself that the throne would be his, speaking to those that would come and seek him out that Valturez had cheated him out of his birthright and cheated him out of his title. It was this hatred and grudge that would lead to Ixien's assaults on the Grand King.

Ixien would make several attacks on the palace, the first of which Ixien would result in Ixien attacking Valturez when he was alone in the throne room. This attack resulting in Valturez's initial set of scars upon his chest, Ixien having used his larger spurring claws to rip deep gouges into the grand king's chest and using them to pierce the demonic kings heart in hopes that this would end his life so that he could claim the throne. Though the attack was interrupted by the Council and Ixien was forced to flee and not see the end results of his first assault, leaving Valturez the time to recover and mend.

The second assault that would come was much like the first... Ixien would attack Valturez once again when he was alone but would be overthrown by the Grand King who had learned well from the first attack. Though it wasn't well enough, Ixien would use those claws again and rip more openings into Valturez's chest and once again pierced into heart and this time his lung as well. Ixien would remain to gloat but would find himself seething with anger when the Grand King just laughed off the attack and would bring out the knowledge that he was immortal, that Ixien could not claim his life no matter how hard he tried. A third assault would follow but Ixien's focus would not be on Valturez himself but rather on his family, the third strike would result in Xezriel's near death and the death of Valturez's unborn daughter...

Misery would set in again and Valturez would await for the next time that Ixien would come and the fourth attack would result in the brutal wrath of Valturez himself. Giving Ixien a taste of his own treatment Valturez would brutalize the demon before throwing him from the balcony and leaving things to fall into place after that. With Valturez's attack Ixien would be forced into his life of Seclusion once again but because of his desperation to claim the throne Ixien would get the attention of Elemental Lord Morgian... and with that attention Ixien would be granted the Fire Lords blessing thus granting him temporary immortality.

The War of Morgain, The Second War
It was with the Blessing of Morgain that the second war would rise... after his recovery Ixien would seek out Morgain for training... learning the ways of the Fire Elemental and more. The years that Ixien would spend training would warrant his title as the Warlord of Morgain's Army, and the Elemental Lord would cast out his status to assault the Grand City itself. Morgain held a high fondness for the former king of hell, Adramelech... this fondness likely forming due to Morgain's bond with his children, those who were of the Fire Elemental descent. When Adramelech fell, Morgain's mind would slip to a deep bitterness towards Gishani and Valturez... he felt that the reason Valturez was appointed the title of King was due to his Primal heritage and felt that Gishani was shoving their rare element into the face of the others.

Once Ixien was trained fully Morgain would bring forth his army and the second war would begin, Morgain's army following Ixien in an assault on the Grand Palace while Morgain would lead another portion of his army on an assault on the Elemental Plain itself, an assault against the other elemental lords themselves.

Valturez would entrust the safety of the palace to those of his elite guard and the guardians that were left there. Taking to joining the fight against Morgain rather than fending off the assault on Melekure itself... a poor choice on his part, but the King felt that his guards would do well enough and were capable of fending off Morgain's army. It was with Valturez's leave that Ixien would make his own move... allowing for Morgain's Army to tend to the Guards and Guardians of the Palace Ixien would seek out Xezriel and Valturez's young son Tonniel. Without anything in his way the Warlord would take a great sense of pride in ripping away Valturez's new family...

It was during the heat of the battle against Morgain that the affects of what Ixien had done below would affect him. That bond being severed for a second time caused the grand king to lock up when he was in direct confrontation with the Elemental Lord, giving Morgain the chance to strike Valturez down. For the second time in his long life Valturez would feel like he was being ripped apart from the inside out... his body burning due to the attack that Morgain used against him... and the perpetual free fall to the jagged stalagmites below seeming to go by in an agonizingly slow time frame. It wasn't until he hit the ground that the grand king's body jolted with life, the screams that came from Valturez's mouth rather deafening as the demon would clutch at his head and chest due to the blistering pain of that severed bond that he shared with Xezriel.

Several agonizing moments passed as Valturez slowly worked on collecting himself and would work on trying to lessen the throbbing pain that was coursing through his body. That pain however was used as strength for the grand king however and once it had become a dull throbbing Valturez would return to the battle... determined to end it with just one fell swoop. Valturez would face Morgain with the other Elemental Lords... though the demonic king required little help from them as the battle was drawing to an end. With the fury that he felt due to the lose of his lover Valturez would have little problems with Morgain and the Elemental Lord would be stripped of his title by the remaining lords, utimately lose his immortality and falling to Valturez's wrath. Morgain's fall resulted in the great demons body landing on the palace below, where it was left to stay as Valturez would return to the palace to see the fate of not only his bonded mate... but his son as well.

The Rise of the New King
Once the battle was finished, and the remainder of Morgain's army was dealt with Valturez would spend his time alone with the bodies of his beloved wife and son... cradling both figures to his chest as he sat within the throne room. No one was allowed in, and anyone who did happen to venture in was met with the king's growing temper. Anyone who didn't leave immediately had their bodies crushed, hearts destroyed from the inside out due the Valturez's growing instability. With Morgain gone, Ixien would flee to return to his seclusion and hiding but the battle had already caused the greatest amount of damage for the Grand King himself. The war, while over, would cause a great downward spiral with Valturez's life.

The Grand King would twist his form, melting away from the kind, generous man that he was seen as and turning into something that was a cruel tyrant. Much like Adramelech but far worse... Valturez left the body of Morgain to rot upon the palace as he took to rule with an iron fist... the lose of his second bond mate taking it's toll on Valturez's mentality and completely severing it. This shift in mentality would lead to Valturez lapsing to moments of true insanity, and the citizens of Melekure lived a life of fear due to what their king was becoming. So much as a wrong look was punishable by death, anyone that was seen as unwarranted resulted in execution... every day someone was being shown on display for public exection and the king himself would be the one to end the lives of many demons for crimes that were not even seen as crimes. Nothing was safe from this new Valturez it seemed... and everything was punishable by death.

The city would slowly fall apart as Valturez continued down his path... the demonic king causing the extinction of the Fire Elemental demons that dwelled within the city itself... even going so far as to send out the Guardians to seek out the Fire Elementals that lived outside the cities walls. Bringing them back for execution as well, the king was determined to not allow another war to happen and he was determined to hinder the Elemental Lords powers. Because without a Fire Lord they were incomplete... and thus, virtually powerless to do anything to him. Gishani could do nothing but watch as his son would travel down that path of insanity, watching as Valturez slowly fell apart and the city of Melekure would fall into ruins once again.