Remmiel was the manager of a modest fishing fleet and had married early in his adult life to the woman of his dreams, Lemilia. Lemilia gave birth to their daughter Serenity who quickly grew into Dady’s girl role, becoming his princess. She became well educated and seeing as he did not have a son, she was groomed to take over the company in his place. For a child she had an air of one born to rule, and no one forgot it.
So it came to pass that when Serenity was 8 that Slavers came upon their small town that Remmiel lost both his wife and daughter. Serenity was asked to stay behind because of how far out the boats were going, and upon request from her mother. It was from here that the fleet spoted the slavers attacking, and the fishermen rushed home. Before the boat was fully in dock Remmiel lept to shore, and took up a rusted sword owned by a member of the watch and struck out as his wife and daughter were being loaded into a caged cart. The slavers though were experianced warriors and handily beat him, as dispare and the blackness of all the blows he took echoed threw his body he looked at the cart hearing Serenity scream out “Dady!” as he fell into the gutter.
His heroism didn’t go unnoticed though and a demon of Malfeas whispered sweet words in his ear as the last of his Life’s blood oozed into the filth she offered him a deal. All he could say is “yes”.
When he came to and burst out from his Chrysalis as a Green Sun Prince he picked up his sword and hunted the men who took his wife and daughter from him. Their caravan was left in shambles their bodies tied in mockery of their profession with their own entrails. Using their records he went to find his wife. Find her he did, but too late. She was dead, her body left to rot on a compost heap. He took her and buried her, finding her wedding ring hidden on her person, now worn around his neck on a chain of Malfean silver. Her dragon blood mistress had grown tired of her and used her for a training dumby, then discarded her as trash. So Remmiel returned the favor by sealing her in her own home, and burning it down around her incinerating the wood aspect like lawn debries.
What happened next made the unwoven coadjutor that was silently watching his emergence smiled. He found his daughter used, and near soulless in a cheap brothel. After months of rape, and abuse her soul had retreated in to some part of her. She was about to service another client, her body naked and when the door to her chamber burst into wood splinters. Standing in the doorway was her father. For a moment she thought he was here to do as this man was about to do to her. She watched without reaction as her John’s head was torn from his body. She did not flinch when his blood was used to clean the make-up from her and the dried seed from her body. She only reacted when after all of that she heard him say “Get dressed, we are leaving.” There was malice in her voice, but not to her, but to everything around her.
“Dady” was all she could say, tears coming to her eyes. Dressed in the robe of a whore she rode piggy back on her father as he slaughtered every John, and giggled in delight as he held down the madem and gutted her like a fish. When he finished a demon apeared before them.
The time had come for him to undergo his training Serenity would not leave her father’s side, much to the shock of the demons she did not fear them, and stayed happily in a manner prepared for him in Malfeas while he learned how to properly use his power and the skills a Green Sun Prince aught to know. Even more oddly for a mortal she is rather beloved by his demon servants who tend to his manner. Now they are both ready to return to creation, him with his mission to put an end to the activities of a certain Death Lord. Serenity too also has a mission to help her father make the most of his existance, so she can learn how to when her times comes for she already has her own plans.
