I descended from legendary angels and was raised by high elves in a huge mansion near the sea.

When I was 8 years old, humans attacked the mansion for religious reasons, they thought we were evil and had a plan to enslave the humankind. My "parents" gave me to some pirate merchants that at the time found shelter in our mansion and so, we escaped using their ship.

Before the attack, my hair was blonde and my skin was the same as the white of the humans. After the attack and the rage that I felt inside me, my hair turned black and my skin pale. My eyes were now purple, but if you looked closely, you could see darkness.


After a few years, I mastered the skills of the pirates but with my own dark touch.


The captain thought of me as his son, and so, when he passed away, I was the new captain.


With me leading the crew and owning the ship, I made some changes. The ship would now have black sails and most of it would now be made out of steel and other strong metals.


We would only attack in the darkness of the night, while I also made it so a dark fog would encircle the ship. Because of that, we were known as "the Demons and the Devil".