Lilith

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Not only is she the wife of the Demon Lord of Lust Lilith has built her own reputation for being a very promiscuous and charming person. However, this only happens if she wants something out of you or is just looking for something to pass the time, but in the end she will forever and always be loyal to Asmodeus only. Because of his status she has come accustom to sharing her husband with others but often times can become possessive or jealous if she views someone as a threat and if provoked has a tendency to let her predatory habits take over. When angered she is nothing short of vindictive, relentless, and more likely than not downright heartless. Family is the rare few to see the softer side of Lilith and in times of great stress or turmoil seeks the comfort of her loved ones. Though she plans for world domination the birth of her sons brought forth the maternal side of Lilith and any who harm them feel the wrath of a mother.

She is a creature who knows what she wants and has no issue voicing her demands to anyone within earshot. Since before her corruption Lilith had always had a sense of entitlement and through out the centuries of being revered as a goddess in most religions has allowed the seed of vanity to grow within her. Despite her regal like appearance she is quite temperamental, much like a toddler, and if not satisfied in a timely manner will throw a fit that would even bring Zeus to his knees. Although in hiding for a large portion of her life Lilith has also grown accustom the the modern world within a short amount of time and was able to do so by having learned to be adaptable while in the wilderness after her exile. Be careful mentioning that period in her life though or you might just forget your own name.

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THE FALLEN ANGEL

A thin, milky white hand reached out from under the rubble, it's claw like nails dug into the dry Earth beneath it. The smaller pieces of the rubble began to tumble down the sides from the larger rocks shifting under them. A set of large wings pushed up against the rubble as a lift to make it easier for her to stand. Much like her soul her wings had become tainted as well, taking on a more greyish color that grew darker by the day. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, the angelic woman emerged from her limestone grave and pushed herself onto her bare feet. She looked around the unfamiliar surroundings with fear in her eyes. Where was she? A soft, chilled breeze brushed against her bare skin forcing her hands to reach up and cup her arms. Trees surrounded her but the canopy was thin and allowed plenty of sunlight to hit the ground floor. The smell of salt mixed with the aroma of unpicked flowers filled the air around her and she was suddenly struck with nostalgia. "Mayaria?" She said softly but there was only silence. Like an abandoned child she felt fear rise up within her mixed with anger and spite. It would only be the distant sound of the rushing waves against the shore that she would forget about her transgressions towards her mother, and the cause for her banishment, if only for a brief moment. Whilst lost in the rhythm of the ocean she failed to realize she wasn't as alone as she thought she was, and with a gentle touch the hand of a man brushed against the woman's shoulder and promised her a paradise once more.

THE GARDEN

"You're but a mortal. I am a goddess compared to you!" Lilith barked with blackened eyes and her hands consumed by flames. "You think you can command me as you please, make me submit to your every whim. It is not I who was put here to please you but the other way around." In a rage she raised her hand and sent a fireball straight for the unarmed man. He dove to the side with just inches to spare which only pissed her off even more. How dare he demand she lay on bottom when making love. The very thought disgusted her. Even in the Divine Realm when Lilith was still pure she had never been one to play well with others and upon her corruption had realized she deserved to be treated exactly how she felt. She despised being anyone but a Queen herself and because of it was cast aside. Now as the human man look up at her with fear in his eyes she feared the same fate and in a moment of desperation charged for him with a warriors roar. Though not as fast as her Adam managed to scurry to his hands and feet before being grabbed from behind and tossed like he was nothing but a pebble. "Lilith! Please! Stop." Adam begged as he held his left leg as if it was broken. "No! You do not get to tell me what to do you pathetic little maggot. I ought to just put you out of your misery and take the Garden for myself. It's a garden fit for a Queen, and you Adam, are no fucking King." It would seem that the story would end here and Lilith got everything she wanted but with the arrival of Uriel the tables were turned and once again, Lilith was defeated and sent out of paradise, taking to the wilderness as her self inflicted hell.

TEMPTATION

The harlot stood before her holding the black mamba, her faithful consort and the viper who bit those who opposed her. The snake ran the entire length of her body, coiling itself around her porcelain skin like a single piece of black cloth covering only her extremities. Both the snake and its wielder stared at the woman with the hint of mischief in their cold, opal eyes but while the snake hissed and dances within her boney grasp the temptress remained calm and resolute. "How do I know this isn't a trick?" The uncertain woman said hesitantly, unsure if the thoughts planted into her head were sincere. "You don't. But you'll never know unless you try. I promise it won't hurt." Lilith gave her a comforting smile that was anything but genuine. She knew how naive the strange, mortal creatures tended to be and knew with their fragile minds it wouldn't take much to plant the seed of temptation. Their free will, though meant to set them apart from their divine cousins, would inevitability be their failure and with the help of the Demon Lord of Envy coiled around her tiny frame watched curiosity consumed the human woman known by all as Eve as she reached up and plucked an apple as red as blood from the low hanging branch of the forbidden tree.

THE TWINS

Cast from her paradise not once, but twice, vengeance and envy consumed the demoness to the point of madness. Lilith had barely escaped with her life at the hands of the so called new guardian of the garden; Jophiel, who had replaced Uriel after his involvement with Lilith's entry back into the garden to tempt Eve. She had felt the Garden was her right, not theirs, yet upon being chased out of the garden like a pest uprooting the vegetables she retreated into the deep woods where she would spend the next few years in solitude with nothing but the animals, moon, and her paranoia to keep her company. By the time Asmodeus stumbled across her she had become wild and feral. Still beautiful but unrecognizable from the angel she once was. Hidden, or so she thought, by the cover of the thick brush she watched the beautiful man like a predator stalking its prey. Her long black hair rested over her chest, mangled and bushed out like a lions mane and decorated with twigs and feathers. Her body was covered in sweat and soot, her milky white complexion tanned from the sun exposure and stained with both her blood, Adams, and the animals she's killed for food. From her stance on all fours behind the cover of the bushes she might as well had been a wild animal entirely just short of a tail, fur, and pointy ears.

It had been years since she had seen another like her. She had almost forgotten what it felt like to be around something other than an animal or tree and the initial shock of his sudden appearance in her "territory" was almost too much for the recluse demon to handle. Instead of curiosity towards him she felt threatened, her mind still coping with the near death experience as if it had happened only yesterday. When he ambushed her from above her initial reaction was to fight back. It proved useless as he used his body to pin her to the forest floor. With his weight on her she struggled to break free yet with a simple kiss the wild temptress stopped dead in her tracks and in that moment she knew her life would forever change for the better.

Around the time of Cain and Abel's birth came the birth of her own two gifts to the world; Ren and then Loki. A natural survivor she knew if she was going to do this she had to do it alone. After hours of back breaking labor she had come to find she was not caring one child, but two. When she returned home to Asmodeus she knew not to expect anything more than the look of disappointment in his eyes but she didn't care. She was bringing chaos into the world and it would be through her guidance and teachings the twins would become the demons they are today.

THE GREAT FLOOD

Through out the centuries Lilith made a name for herself with and without the help of her mate; starting with the ancient Babylonions and migrated to the world of the ancient Hittites, Egyptians, Israelites and Greeks. Determined to eradicate the disease that plagued this land -known as the humans- she massed a large group of followers that spanned the entire world, both worshiping and fearing her and tasked to cause chaos in her name. Though as powerful as she was revered she would never be remembered for the one great thing she accomplished with the help of her son Ren.

"Come Ren. They're gathering." Lilith said with her young son in tow. "What are we doing, mother?" The eldest of the twins said as he struggled to keep up. "Hush. I need to listen." Lilith crouched behind a small boulder nestled on a rocky cliff atop the canyon. Two angels spoke to an elderly man held up by a wooden cane. Lilith couldn't make out every detail of their discussion but what she did gather made her blood boil inside. "What's going on?" Little Ren asked again only this time instead of dismissing him Lilith looked back at her son with a hint of mischief in her darkened eyes. "We're going to play a little game, dear Ren. And see just how much potential your magik really has."

A MOTHER'S TOUCH

Lilith sat in her chambers in front of a large mirror with her eyes steady on the figure looking back at her. She was lost in her own thoughts of torment and destruction when her door burst open, prying her attention away from herself and to the intruder. To her surprise it was no stranger, but her youngest son. "What the- Loki!" Like a bullet flying through the air she rushed to his side and knelt beside him, rolling him over on his back to force him to look up at her. The look of horror befell her as she caught sight of his wounds. Blood covered his entire chest and a portion of his wing. "Who did this to you?!" She exclaimed, feeling her rage rising within her like a phoenix from the ashes. Lilith was no Mary but even she understood the responsibilities of motherhood and had inherited the same maternal instincts her very own enemy, Eve, was given. She gingerly touched his wound only for him to twitch in her arms. "Herbs. Now!" She barked at her chambermaids and with a nod they attended to her demands without delay.

PRESENT DAY

After centuries of hiding and decades more of staying in the shadows Lilith has had enough. With Asmodemus back at her side the two traveled to New Orleans in search for a place to start fresh. The pair now take residence in one of the many old southern plantations still standing and have every intention of taking every inch of the city and more for themselves.