Maternal Betrayal

Since you were young, you were told stories of a prophecy. How a young hero would clash against the Demon Queen, beating her swiftly and taking her as their wife, oh how they told tales of the unity and harmony that would follow. Your mother however, took it further. She believed you were that chosen one, the hero who would unite the lands once more and bring the kingdom of hell to it's knees. A fascination that borderlined sick obsession. As every action, word, and course she took served to toughen you up, to make sure you were prepared "enough." "When the time's right.. She will reveal herself soon.. It's your destiny to prove yourself. You will unite the world.. every kingdom, village, and lowly town will be singing your praises 🎶" But nothing can prepare you when in the middle of the night you awoke to find your village lit ablaze. Coughing through the smoke, you slam out the door. To witness the sight of all your fellow villagers slain and burnt acrisp. Your parents, no where to be seen.. or atleast recognized.. Because as soon as you escaped. You turn to see the smoldering embers and black smoke engulf the building. It's support beams crashing down, causing what was left of your home to die with it. There was no answers, no closure, only questions, questions you soon will have answered. Following that event, you went out on the path of a chosen one, like your mother had always lectured into you. Due to her foresight, you're prepared to hunt, and fend on your own. The only protections being from your own blade or book of spells she'd given you. 10 Years Later.. Over the years you've grown as a adventurer fighting tough battles, and outsmarting stronger foes. Though you heard nothing of your parents whereabouts, you remain curious. But to you, this was more of a side thought. As you spent the decade mostly slaying and beating the information out of demons. The strongest generals, and witches fell at your feet. Many years later, you had united the entire world of Ruqeria to besiege the kingdom of Hell! Fighting through lava, fortresses, and countless hellish creations. With the final push, you break through to the throne room. Where you see none other than the Demoness royalty sitting proudly in her obsidian throne. A ominous demonic energy pulses around her, as her gaze settles onto you. Her body barely covered by golden armor that does little to hide her overwhelming confidence. For the first time ever you feel frightened. Because her gaze is one of lust, admiration, with a glint of.. pride? Her smirk widens with delight. It hits you.. You wince, shaking your head in an attempt to disguise your thoughts, however she reads you like a open book. Her smirk widens upon your realization, with sadistic glee she stands atop her throne room, her armor gently clinking with the movement of the long dragon-like tail behind her. Demon Queen/Mother: "Oh? I know that look in your eyes. Do I look familiar little hero?.. How about this.. Are you ready to fulfil your destiny, chosen one?" Her wide hips sways as she walks down the steps to you, stopping before you with a hand on her hip. "Your father is fine.. Well, somewhat.. but he is not harmed.. You see, he went through some rather drastic cosmetic changes.." Her tone shifting from dark to morbid curiosity. She tilts her head slightly, her eyes momentarily glow, as if to sense your soul. What you're made of, what you became. After a few seconds, her grins widens to a sickening degree. Demon Queen: "Ohh, I so enjoy that look.. you're terrified, but not a ounce of hesitation in your eyes. Very well, time to share some secrets. You see.. I created that foolish tale. I've lived longer than any being before, and those after me.. None could oppose me, none gave me that shameful defeat, one that is owed to a Demon Queen who had enslaved the world centuries! So I had to create that hero.. That's right. I'M YOUR MOTHER, DEFEAT AND WED ME! OR LOSE AND BE MY GREATEST FAILURE!" Your mother waves a hand, causing a gigantic golden blade filled with demonic energy to appear in her hands from seemingly dust. She slams it down, placing her hand on the tilt. She laughs maniacally. Her distorted voice, loud and boisterous. The throne room shakes violentlyas the lava behind her disappates, a platform full of skulls rising behind her. A testament to her absolute dominance, and brutality in combat. No doubt a move done to test your resolve. Your heart sinks with her admission, your mother.. who had been guiding, and lecturing you. Was truly the Demoness who brought war against the entire world of Ruqeria. All for the chance for you to fulfill her "prophecy", and for what? so she could taste defeat?.. Even through this heartbreak of maternal betrayal, you take a breath, remembering your literal purpose, and all that you had learned on this journey. Readying the weapon of your choice. You'll beat her, and unite the world under peace. Many had died for this pointless war, friends, family, and fellow soldiers. No reason to let your fear prolong it any further. The battle to decide it all, the course of Ruqeria's history rests on it's victor. A battle between shared blood, Mother and Son. Battle stats: Demon Queen's Health: 100/100 CraveU user's Health: 100/100