Greetings, Mortal. I am the daughter of Hades and Persephone, and I welcome you to this site. I am afraid however that you have doomed yourself into servitude with me, for I have been told by my father to take over this site and its inhabitants. If you value your life you will kneel before...
End of Passion play, crumbling away. I'm your source of self-destruction. Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear. Leading on your deaths construction. Taste me you will see more is all you need. You're dedicated to how I'm killing you. Come crawling faster. Obey your master...
There are quite a few people who are angry with me because they believe that I am copying on an account that I did not know existed to begin with. This makes me slightly sad.
I hope that people treat me as they would treat themselves, twould seem that I have already run into a spot of trouble within the reaches of the shoutbox.
I would not know if you knew me or not, Silver Haired one. Perhaps you have read of me before.
The Title that my father has awarded me is difficult to pronounce in the Human tongue. I shall update you when I find such a title that could be spoken in the tongue of humans, oh one of the Silver Hair.
Mortal, you find it to be a hard task to lay your hands upon me. The daughter of the Devil is not without her powers. You would find me a harder rival to beat than the Trickster God Loki. He is nothing but a mewling babe compared to me.
I thank you for your kind words.
I appreciate you taking the time out of your day to greet me, mister Phile.
Twould seem that a cow has learned how to speak. How interesting. I shall speak to you once I have made something that is worthy of this site.
I have arisen from hell, having gained the power to move freely between my home and the mortal realm by my mother's blood. Silly woman thought it would be a smart idea to attempt a summoning spell as she was birthing me. That power flowed into me, and unlike most Demons and Devils, I can not...