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Satan's Little Girl

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In the Underworld you can either be a predator or prey. Clarice Morrigan is a top tier predator, of course only the best of the best can be chosen to become Satan’s daughter. Clarice has grown up alone in the dark and fiery hellscape her father created when he was just a young creature. Though her father is a pure-blood demon, Clarice’s mother is 100% a mortal from Terra (aka Earth). Thus Clarice is the one and only demi-demonis Hell has ever known. So what would happen when two un-dead mortals stumble across a portal straight to the depths of Hell?

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Chapter 1 - Beginning

The night my mother was taken, all hell broke loose, so to speak. Her wedding was completely ruined. Her cake burnt to the perfect crisp, she was the only one that survived. The lucky one.. Her fiance died on the altar and she watched in horror. She was helpless, all because she made a deal with the devil. Asmodeus slit John's throat right in front of my mother. She shed a singular tear as the love of her life died and then she was reborn as my fathers first wife. Iyra died that night, but Kino was reborn better than ever.

That night Asmodeus took much more than just Kino's life and her fiance, he also took her virginity. I was conceived that fateful night. Nine months later I was born. Mother describes it as one of the hardest 15 hours of her whole entire life. Usually succubus births only take up to 14 minutes, but since my mortal of a mother was indeed pure Terran and not yet meant for a succubus's body. My wings weren't the easiest to get out. The night I was born will be here in exactly six hours. It's been eighteen years living in literal Hell.

When people compare their lives to Hell, they have no idea what Hell is really like and to be completely honest- It's not that bad. Yes, it can be lonely, but isn't everyone always alone? I'm not always lonely. I have friends and there's always tortured souls laying around. Azazel and Ravanna are what keep me remotely sane. Ravanna and I used to "be a thing" as Terran girls say. It was fun and simple, and it's not like I have a lot of options around here anyways. We're just friends nowadays.

When I turn eighteen, I'm going to ask my father for a trip to Terra or as we succubi call it, The Over-world. I watch through the portal for hours everyday. It's like my own little TV. Terran kids always seem to be smiling and laughing. They're parents always seem to be worried about them. I find it funny how the children don't have a care in the world, but the parents have the world's problems on their shoulders. My father doesn't care about anything, except my mother and maybe me. We'll test that theory out tomorrow.