At the heart of the Starbreaker Empire, a massive mansion was one of many around a dark castle. The air around there was vile and oppressive to all but Fiends, yet at that moment a scream rose from the upper halls.
"My son is dead!" An impossibly beautiful woman was clawing at several demon servants. They did not resist as they were dismembered or killed as there was no point. They were just tools and had been raised as such.
It was their duty to serve in whatever capacity their masters desired.
The room currently getting drenched in demon blood was burnt at the heart of it. Where once a massive bed with violet and gold silks draped from above was gone. Instead there was only ash.
The few demoness and demon bodies were pristine but the young master was just a pile of ash as well.
His mother was currently covered in demonic blood and raging when another woman came in.
