THE DEMON LORD'S POSSESSION: HELL IS MY DOMAIN.

ch, his voice, haunted her like a dream she couldn't wake from. It had been years since she last saw him-si

yes held a darkness that called to her, and before she knew it, she was swept into his arms. They spent a

e, leaving no trace behind. Kamala had

carrying a child. Without hesitation, they cast her out, forcing her to fend for herself on the streets. Alone, Kamala wandered,

green eyes, deep and intense, looked up at her with an ancient wisdom no infant should possess. His hair, dark and long, fel

s, anything to keep them fed. The town whispered about her, the strange woman with the too-beautiful s

le often stopped and stared, their gazes filled with curiosity, awe, or fear. Kamala noticed it too-the way animals would grow silent around him, t

ge, Kaidan came to her, his tiny hands clasped beh

s voice soft but firm.

ched painfully in her chest as she knelt down to meet his gaze. "I... I don't know," she said c

small brows furrowin

"Yes, I do. I've prayed that he would

g her words. After a moment, h

orehead. "You look so much like him, Kaidan. His ey

e window, watching as the sky darkened, the first stars appearing. A sense

m, no comfort beyond her love. But deep down, she feared the day when Kaidan would

Lucifer would co