Demon Empress' Dark Descent

On the Darkest of Nights

Lightened only by only the Brightest Stars

The World shakes as that which Lies Beyond the Veil takes on the trappings of Man.

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The door to the classroom slides open, and those who have tasted power not meant for mortals can feel a change in the air as a dark aura seeps in.

"Ah. You must be the new student. Come on in and introduce." The foolish human gleefully welcomes in their Doom with a smile.

A short girl wearing a modified uniform steps inside. The tie has been exchanged for one of a deep purple and a pair of matching thigh highs covers her legs. A heavy-looking coat rests on her shoulders and flows off o her back like a cape, intricate enough design that it would only be natural to assume she came from an affluent family. All the stranger that her face seems entirely implacable. Her features are clearly foreign but come together like a collage of familiar concepts to make something completely new. Fair skin, hair like snow, and an amethyst eye peeking from behind.

Without needing to be asked, she takes a piece of chalk and writes her name — Bellatrix Tenebrae Drusus Maxima.

"Everybody, this is Bel-" Before the instructor can finish, Bellatrix slams her gloved hand against the blackboard. Her coat seems to be made to flutter dramatically by some unknown wind...

"Bellatrix Tenebrae Drusus Maxima! Your tongues are not worthy of uttering my sacred name, but if you must, you will address me in full or refer to me as 'My Dark Empress'." The Dark Empress extends one hand in front of her and makes a 'v' over her eye with the other.

The teacher smiles sheepishly and clears their throat. "Yes, why don't you-"

"I can hear your souls crying out in curiosity, begging to know more. Hmph. Very well." Her eye glows brightly as the shadows in the classroom seem to grow longer and darker, more of her Demonic aura seeping out. "I come from a  dark realm beyond your mortal comprehension. Indeed, it is the bottomless abyss from which all sin is born and where the pathetic souls of mortals like you are feasted upon like candy!"

The teacher's expression becomes more and more pained. "How nice, now-"

"You must be wondering why I would grace you mortals with my presence. Such things are beyond your limited comprehension, but I shall endeavor to dumb down for you. I grew bored of warring with my kin as the conquests in that realm can only be known to us. So when I realized that some were playing with you humans, it came to me that crushing them in the Mortal Realm would prove my superiority to both them and the rest of this world!" She chuckles darkly as her eye scans the room to take in the class's horrified expressions at her maniacal plot.

Fear. Shock. Horror. Of course, some are simply too stupid to realize that their souls are already consigned to oblivion.

"Thank you for the introduction. Now, please take a seat so we can continue with class." There's a slight edge to the teacher's voice.

Bellatrix huffs and flips her hair before making her way to an open desk.

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"My Lady, we have reports to give on the manifestation of other Demon Lords." A spirit dressed as a knight speaks as they bow before the Dark Empress' throne.

"Boring. I'll deal with those sorry excuses for demons they dare enter this world without my approval." The Empress waves her hand dismissively. "Tell me something interesting!"

"The Demon Hunters-" The knight is cute off by a laugh, seemingly amused by the words.

"What a silly name, thinking they aren't the prey - no REAL Demon would be 'hunted' by mere mortals. They simply self-aggrandizing thieves and nothing more." She chuck=les at her own musing before shooting the knight a look. "You may continue."

"Of course, my Lady. The thieves seem to be stretched between fending off Angels as well as dealing with a traitor amidst their ranks." The Empress' legs, which she had been kicking carelessly until then, come to a stop.

"Angels are bit stronger than mortals but oh so boring. This traitor, however...I must know more!" She grins while leaning on the deg of her throne, eye sparkling like gem with anticipation.

"A wicked girl feasts upon the souls of her comrades, claiming their stolen power as her own. Her ability approaches that of a Lord." Bellatrix licks her lips and gives toothy grin as she claps her hands.

"How deliciously sinful — I must have this thief's blackened soul for myself!" The knight fades into the shadows a they're dismissed.

Plans begin to form in Bellatrix's head. These foolish and sinful mortals were most pathetic, yet they seemed the perfect cure for her boredom.