Well you know the basic story but, not the details. Well here’s how I got over thrown. Starting at the vary beginning. It started out with two gods born with untold knowledge and fully mature.
The first god was born from light created by some unknown power from a dead civilization and the other god born from darkness by the same unknown power a second after. We believe the last person alive from that civilization was a woman that was pregnant with two boys. That sacrificed her self to hide the past and start a new for her children. Christ Heaven with wings of holy white and Devil Hell with wings of unholy black, where the two children. They where born into grown men. They were the last of the dead civilization and the only two humans left, but they where to powerful to be humans. They became the creators of all that exists and they were the guardian angles of their creation. Christ, as the eldest brother, was in charge. Devil was tired of listening to him and decided to have some fun of his own. Devil created erupting volcanoes, earth quakes, and hundreds of other deadly stuff. Christ had to put a stop to him, so he cursed him to a place he created and named it after Devil and also gave him the title Fallen Angle. Christ thought Hell was a prison, but it was just a new world Devil ruled. The two brothers became enemies and fought to the death.
Devil and Christ had a wife. Devil's wife was the Goddess of Beauty, Ivery. Christ's wife was a human name Mary. Both Women had a child. Ivery had my father, Lucifer, and Mary had my brother's father, Zeus. They knew not of each other till they grew into men and went to rule what their fathers left them. Heaven and Hell still found a way to bring a fight to they family. Their fathers left them a message that caused the feud to start again. My father and Zeus had a child each with the same woman, mine and my brother's mother, Lucia. Our fathers fought to the death just like their fathers before them. My brother, Jesus Heaven, and I Hector Hell are both named after our fathers. He rules Heaven, while I rule Hell. The feud stopped I believed.
While I ruled I met my Flair, the Fire Goddess. I fell in deep love with her at first sight and she came to love me. A year later I married her. She became the Goddess of Hell. Nine months later my wife, Flair Hell, gave birth to my son, Flames. She told me that Flames was special and made me promise I would always protect him. I promised and while I was holding her hand she died. I kissed her a fair well and let her go. I gently pick up my newly born son and looked at him to see how perfect he was. He was perfect down to the last detail, but on his back were black bird wings. They were the wings of my grandfather, Devil.
A human has no wings on their back but, gods from either the unholy blood line or the holy blood line has two big demon or angel wings on their back. The wings look like tattoos in their normal form but, when they go into their true form they turn into real wings. Only mature gods can show their true form and control it.
Only gods with the unholy crest on their right palm will be the next ruler of hell. My son became next in-line to be the ruler of hell. My brother showed up on that day looking at the wings on my sons back.
"Hmm, interesting."
"What? “I demandingly asked.
"The kid has black angel wings.” He replied.
"They will change to demon wings in the future, brother."
"Well I've seen the kid. I’ll see you in the future brother."
With those words he turned and left. I took my son home and raised him to become the future ruler of hell.
I watched my son grow, teaching him things on the way. I taught him how to look into people's hearts and souls. I showed him what to do when some one offers to sell their soul to a demon. I taught him how to become a mighty and powerful god. Over the years he became one of the quickest learners. My son knew a lot and wanted to learn more. He trained all day.
He is now eighteen and I was throwing him his party. My brother showed after every one left late that night.
"Hey Flames, miss me."
"Hey. Not really."
"I got a gift for you."
"Sweet thanks."
He opened the box of white and half the box turns black. In side was an amulet. It glowed half black and half white.
"Try it on,” he insisted.
"Wait, what is that thing."
"Oh, it’s the Amulet of Lost Souls. It’s used to guide soul through the light or the dark. He can use the amulet to gain power,” he explained.
"Okay, you may try it on."
Flames put it on and it glows bright then fades into a ying-yang.
"Oh yes, it’s also known as the Amulet of Balance."
"Thanks Uncle!"
"Okay the party's over. We will see you later brother. Good night,” I said.
"Good night Flames, brother,” he replied.
"Night Uncle."
Later that night I had a Dream of the Future, also known as a vision. I awoke and walked to my thrown to think about the dream. I sat there for five minutes, when I heard my son yell. I ran to his room, grabbed the knob, and it exploded across the room sending me through a wall. I slowly climbed out of the rubble and saw my son floating in front of his room. He was in a form I never seen in my life. He was a skulled demon with two strong chains around each wrist, the lower half of an unholy monks robe, big evil blue eyes, two gigantic black angel wings, and around his neck was the amulet. I looked at him and he looked back. In a instant he spit a mighty blast of fire at me as huge as two of him. I dodged it and it destroyed half the castle. I shot a power full beam back at him, blasting him though his bed room wall. He jumped back up and disappeared in to the shadows. I jumped in front of the blazing fire to get out of the darkness. He jumped out of my own shadow and struck me. I hit the ceiling and then bounced off the ground. He walked to me and stepped on my chest making me spit up a mass amount of blood. In the shadows behind him I saw some one standing there.
"Brother, how are you?” the man asked
*cough, cough*"You b*****d. What did you do to my son."
"I turned him into a holy demon. His soul couldn't handle his new power and got to corrupt to control his own body, so I took control of it. Flames let him go, "he demanded. Flames took his foot off me then kicked me across the room into a wall.
"Good."
"AH!” I yelled in agony. “You b*****d! Why have you done this! "I yelled.
"So I could rule the world with out messing with the balance. You know how it is," he replied.
"So you’re using my son to rule the world."
"And to get rid of you so you can't stop me. I needed to weaken you with out using any power, so I could curse you to the world of lost souls, Earth," He explained.
"You son of a b***h!" I snapped.
"I don't think mom would like you calling her a b***h," he replied with a smirk.
"I'll ******** kill you!" I threatened.
"Sorry brother but, your time as ruler is up. You're to weak to stop me now."
"I'll be back for my thrown and my son."
"I'll be here waiting. Now then, with the power in me I curse the soul of pure evil and strip him of his power to send him to the world of the wondering souls for all eternity. ASSERATH, METREON, SENTHOS!"
A bolt of white lightning struck me and I passed out.
