There was a time when I hated... everything. It was the year 3510 when I was dragged into this existence by my twin brother, Devon-literally. The asshole gripped my hands in our mother's womb and dragged me out with him. He's a black haired demon-god... not really, but I like to bother the fuck out of him with that little line all the time. Pisses him off.
I love Devon, but there was a time when all I dreamt about was running my demon sword through his fucking heart. He had everything I never had. He'd been snatched away by Seraph's when we were only a month old and protected so that he wouldn't fall into evil hands that would exploit his amazing powers. I was left behind to rot. I was the plain baby boy. The one who was only a mere Master Guardian. I didn't inherit my father's demon blood. Touted the most beautiful human creation. That was my father... and of course my brother looked exactly like him. Except for the hair. I got my father's blond hair. Whoop-dee-do.
That fucking blond hair only got me kidnapped the same night the Seraph's took Dev. The person that stole me away was a sadistic devil worshiping bastard who did nothing but fuck me every chance he got. Then he'd pass me along to his little cult friends, like a god-forsaken appetizer.
That's where I learned to hate men. Despise them for the hurt they inflicted on me, night after fucking night. They'd make me take them in my mouth, in my ass... and if I cried or put up a fight, they'd beat the shit out of me.
I got my revenge, though. Slit the bastard's throat one night. I'd just turned eighteen.
I was approached by a little devil who offered me a way out, that night. But in return, I had to seek out my twin and kill him. Until then, I'd never known I had a twin. The devil told me the whole story, starting with who my parents had been. He also told me I had to find this powerful Master Guardian virgin, kill her or him, and open the gates of hell. That had been my father's task once, but he ended up fucking my mother and I guess you know what happened after that. No virgin, no sacrifice, just babies. Stupid fuck.
But I guess I was even more stupid, making pacts with demons. I escaped one hell and fell into a worse one. If I thought my sadistic step-father's version of fatherly love was bad, being repeatedly raped by hordes of demons made his shit look like grammar school foreplay.
Surprisingly, my brother, Devon, along with my other Master Guardian brothers and sisters, came to my rescue and pulled me out of that place, even after I'd made their lives a living hell.
At first I resented them. I felt ashamed for everything I had done while in the clutches of the demons. I didn't want to live... and I resented that they wouldn't let me die. I resented that while my life had been nothing but a living hell, they'd found love and happiness.
I felt so alone... so miserable. They'd wanted to share their lovers with me, but I'm not some dog that takes the leftovers. Though I was tempted... just to savor for only a moment a little bit of the love they all shared. I never had love, even though they said they loved me... didn't know what that was because I instinctively shunned them... I was afraid, but I craved it.
Then they brought me Rayne. God she was beautiful. They'd rescued her from some Grei alien hunters. She was being holographically trained to be a sex slave. The girl still hadn't been touched by any male or female... until I got my perverted hands on her.
Sweetness. She was pure ecstasy. I couldn't get enough. Her sweet innocent soul captivated me. Every time those big blue eyes looked at me in wonder I'd want to fall to my knees in worship. The woman loved me. I adored her! She had these sweet little curves and shiny black hair that came down to her ass. Exquisite.
Life couldn't have been more perfect. I kept waiting for it all to end. This couldn't be happening to me... Lucien Davariel Angelos... ex-dark prince and angel of destruction. How could I deserve such happiness?
I didn't. She was taken away from me, but not before they told her what I was. More demonic than my demon brother, Devon. Still, she clung onto me, not willing to let me go. It broke my heart, but I made her go. She deserved better than me.
Then I learned that she was to be traded off for a fucking asteroid. She was some long lost princess and her people wanted to give her to this disgusting alien ruler in trade for a barren asteroid that orbited his solar system. Seems their world was blasted the night the princess was kidnapped as a child and they were all left wandering homeless through the galaxy.
Fuck that. I decided she was mine! And I was going to get her back! The sleaze balls had taken her to Earth and there she'd been stolen and sold as a performer on this little porn-paradise planet.
I had to alter my looks so that I wouldn't be killed. You'd be surprised at the amount of credits offered for my golden head. Every bounty hunter wanted to bag the ex-dark prince.
At first she didn't recognize me, but when she did, we fucked each other's brains out.
Everything was set for the grand escape from Heaven's Pearly Gates... shit name for a strip club, if you ask me. That's when I saw him.
He wore a silver mask, because, as Rayne explained, his face had been ripped off by Grei hunters. He couldn't talk either because they'd crushed his vocal cords in a little practice they utilized to force a male to get an erection. Choking.