It had been many centuries after the gods created the races in their image, but with the creation of these lower beings came worship. Which granted the gods more strength the more followers they had.

However there was one god among the rest that didn't care for creating life. Zecatate the god of darkness and night refusing to follow Etano god of creation orders, had brought conflict among the other gods. With some viewing it as blatant disrespect, while others saw it as having your own individual beliefs.

However Junorra goddess of nature and Etano's wife didn't accept Zecatate decision and only saw it as disrespect. Angered by his act and consumed with rage. Junorra began too plot against Zecatate.

 Junorra along with her four children and the other gods that agreed with her. Launched an attack on Zecatate, creating the first war of the gods which ended in Zecatate's defeat. Junorra herself ripped opened Zecatate's chest open causing his blood too flow upon earth creating the Demon race. A race that would then be hated by most race and the gods themselves.

Several injured and on the verge of death Zecatate along with two other gods escaped into another god's domain. Fortunately Junorra didn't pursue, in her eyes Zecatate had learnt his lesson. As for the others that had aided him, Junorra purpose an offering of followers in exchange for their lives.

Several years later, Somewhere in Hell.

Don't... don't do this...stop it Junorra. JUNORRA STOPPP!! Cried out Zecatate as he suddenly awoke from another night terror. His body soaked in sweat while the scar on his began to bleed slightly, "it aches." He says looking at his scar on his chest, painful memories began festering along with hate, anger and feeling betrayed by those he thought were family. 

Tears of blood began too run from Zecatate's face as held his chest.

"Zecatate." A calming voice whispered, "Zecatate I'm here..I'm here beside you." The voice whispered again as two pairs of arms slowly wrapped themselves around him, rubbing and caressing him till he was at ease.

"You're touch is cold but it still warms me", Zecatate stated turning to face his lover. Her skin was a light Greyish blue that shine like crystals in the night. Her hair was the colour of night sky, with long and wild curls. She was small in size but was thick in the right places, her beauty was heart stopping. Yet she wasn't a woman too be taken likely, for she was Etanma goddess of Hell.

Upon facing her, Etanma laid Zecatate back on their bed and climb on top of him. Gazing deeply in each other's eyes, Etanma made sure Zecatate wouldn't be haunted by those terrors of the past but instead his mind will be filled with nothing but the deep embrace she was about to lay on him.

Hours later.

"You seem to be more relax now zec", Etanma stated as she lay upon him.

"I am. My mind is clear. Clearer than ever", he stated as he flow his fingers through Etanma's hair. "Is he still here?" Zecatate asked,

"Yeah.....he just strolls around tormenting the dead and stuff." She responded,

"Mmmmmm......Etanma. Will you always be by my side?" He asked with his tone slightly shifting.

Instantly Etanma's hair ignited, her long black wild hair quickly turned into a chaotic emerald blue flaming torch burning with passion. 

Zecatate however didn't budge, he just laid with her on top of him fully engulf in her flames.

"You think I'm that whore Atros? I'll never betray you." She expressed trying too hold back her tears as she felt hurt by his word.

"You're tears burns..just like you're love for me. Forgive me for being so foolish", Zecatate asked. Extending his arms out, wrapping them around Etanma in her engulf state. 

"Why did you ask?" She question snuggling her face in his neck,

'I'm going too start a war." Zecatate responded, his words shook Etanma's body for she knew he wasn't one to speak anything he didn't meant. "Are you with me?" He asked,

Squeezing him tightly Etanma agreed to stand with him. The two then laid back down and drifted off too sleep.

Elsewhere in Hell.

"Well look at that lover boy is finally seeing things my way." Said a mysterious figure, wish they would at least put up a screen or something. "Damn, just cause we're in Hell doesn't mean decency has existed"...sighs.."I'll speak with him in the morning." the figure said as he tooked off.

The next day in Hell.

Tap..Tatatap...felt around Etanma for Zecatate, flipping the sheet off the bed. Even going as far too look under it. "He left." She said in a broken-hearted tone, flopping back on the bed sadden by the sudden disappearance of Zecatate. Etanma's body started to grow cold, slowly beginning too freeze the bed itself. Glances to the side to spot a note on her dressing table, ' I've gone to chat with Thaine, Doan torch of freeze anyone.' 

"Ooooohh.." she thought as her spirits suddenly rosed. Unfortunately for her attendees who sadly had already been frozen,

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"Oops.. Time too rule Hell." She stated as she got herself ready and headed for towards her throne.

Meanwhile somewhere in Hell.

Walking alongside the river of the unfortunate, souls that are chained to suffer the experience of drowning for eternity, Zecatate spots Thaine. As usual he was causing problems even in Hell, giving lost souls weapons and engaging them too attack the guards of Hell.

"Yes. That's it, go for the throat woman." Thaine cheered on,

"What are you doing? These people aren't yours to torment." Zecatate stated, giving Thaine a nasty glare,

".......go glare at your woman." Thaine rebutted as he toss an elderly lady a chair, directing her too smash it against the guards head.

"Thaine. I'm going too start a war." Zecatate said. Thaine stopped as a massive grin appeared on his face. 

"Bout time." He said standing too face Zecatate. His eyes beamed with excitement as he had enough of Junorra's rule ever since Etano went Into a deep slumber after Thaine parted from his body.

"Questions..how are you going to go about with this plan. Surly you know that we are in no condition to fight against Junorra. Also her children and the gods that follow her are going too be problems."

Zecatate smiled. He had already thought everything through the night before after his head was completely cleared. The two then began to head for the throne too discuss the plan with Etanma.

Throne room.

Upon enter the two spotted Etanma in her goddess attire. She radiated beauty and power, as usual she was sentencing the residents of Hell along with planning out torture schedules.

As the two grew closer, they could feel her ever-growing presence. It was menacing,

"Huh?" Looking up quickly Etanma spotted Zecatate apporching. Without care for her appearance she launched herself at him, tackling him too the ground with a hug.

Watching from the side was Thaine. Who didn't want too feel leftout and hugged himself.

The three then left and entered into another chamber too discuss the war.

Moments later.

"So that's how it's going too play out..." Thaine stated, "I thought they would've been more too it." He implied,

"There is. Just you have a problem with following directions which is why I'll only be informing you in stages." Zecatate responded,

"You bitch. What? You think I'm a child?" Thaine rebutted, sitting beside Zecatate laughing was Etanma. She knew Thaine was hot headed and is well known for jumping the gun on things. Also his upset face was far to funny not to laugh at.

"I'll go over stage one once more, since I can clearly see you've already forgotten most of it." Zecatate mention,

"How did he figure that out." Thaine thought to himself with a puzzle look upon his face, 

Zecatate began to lay out the plan once more, 'Vessels.' "We know that most of the gods have beings know as Regents that hold a fragment of their powers, in short we have too dispose of them."

"Okay." Thaine responded, writing down the plan.

"By creating a Vessel it will allow us to descend too the human world without alerting Junorra. However she might be weary of the power our Vessels might command which is why we will leave our bodies here in Hell and only supply our Vessels with strength that is slightly greater than that of a Regent." Zecatate explained.

"Zec. You know if you do this that you will still gain the attention of the angels. Any god that enters the human world is punished by them, even if you use these Vessels things." Etanma stated. Worried about Zecatate decisions, 

".......aren't you worried I might die also?" Thaine asked with a smirk, but his smiling face was only greeted with a deafening glare.

"I guess not." He thought,

'I know that if we do this that death will surely be upon us, but gods don't die. Still I do not wish too be reborn. So I will be careful." Zecatate responded. Reassuring her that she won't lose him.

"Get a room you horny bastards." Thaine interjected as the two began to embrace each other, 

Stopping briefly Zecatate explains that he and Thaine will head toward 'No Man's Land'

The home of Tiamat mother of monsters, and that they will build their forces within her territory using her as a cover from the gods view since Noone dears bother her.

"Are you insane? Tiamat doesn't have any allegiance too anyone. She'll pick a fight with almost anyone that enters her territory." Etanma mention,

"The area in which Tiamat has claimed for herself is one of my many domains, also Tiamat won't dare too challenge those that are above her, though in our Vessels states she might try and kill us upon sight." Zecatate informed. There further discuss the situation and came up with a decent solution.

"You're joking... I'm suppose too seduce her??." Thaine question, the every idea of this was ridiculous. 'Tiamat is a damn island size dragon, Hell I'm doing trying too seduce her? I'll have a better chance of breeding a rock." Thaine pointed out.

"He's right about the rock. Welll...we'll have too take her out if she causes problems." Zecatate stated.

That night both Zecatate and Thaine created their own individual Vessels.

Zecatate gave his one features of the Demon race while adding on a pair of angelic black wings. The body was a brown in colour with silver locks, it had the crest of Zecatate along with the two pairs of horns, which are known as the pride of the Demon race. 

Watching on was Etanma who found the Vessel quite attractive since it shared such similarities with Zecatate. Though it still couldn't compare too the real thing.

"A bit much Zecatate.." Thaine inputted looking at Zecatate's Vessels, "he does kinda stand out...don't yah think?" He asked.

Zecatate gazed blankly at Thaine, "you're one too talk." Zecatate responded as he then pointed out the outrageous red flags that Thaine Vessel had. Not only was the Vessel the size of a half giant, it had two heads, four arms, three tails and claws fang along with two pairs of eyes. "What led you too thinking that you could walk about without gaining any attention in that????" Zecatate asked.

"Why all the eyes?" He add also,

"So I can see through all you're bullshit." Thaine snapped back, he felt somewhat down since he really did like how his Vessel looked. It was a master piece too him. The two stared down one another until Zecatate gave in, telling him he could keep it as an alternative from for the Vessel but he needed to make a suitable one for travel.

That he did, making his Vessel slightly taller than Zecatate's one. Also and in short making it look similar too Zecatate's one. With the exception of the wings and horns, instead he kept two of the three tails his earlier Vessels had.

After finishing their Vessels, the two began the 'transference arts' which allowed them too place their consciousness withing the Vessels, along with a piece of their power. However this art would place their actual bodies into a coma like slumber, which is why Etanma was left with the final evaluation of their Vessels and who would be the one too keep their actual bodies safe.

Glance at Thaine new Vessel, Etanma swore the two were either twins or brothers. She did not like this for Thaine was a brute in every way of the word. 

Another thing that trigger her was that Thaine made his taller than Zecatate's. Etanma quickly solved that issue adjusting them back with Thaine begin the shorter one. Still worrisome about Zecatate safety, she blessed both Vessels with the ability too negate all diseases and poisons.

"Ahhhh...." opening his eyes within his new body Zecatate felt quite different, his first initial response was too touch his scar. "It's still here. How?" He thought to himself as he remembered he hadn't gave his Vessel that mark. 

"I see you're awake." Etanma said with a smile, rubbing her hands along Zecatate's new body.

"Did...did you place the scar upon this Vessels?" He asked wondering why she would do such a thing. 

She smiled. 'Yes, so you can remember why you're doing this, so you'll never forget or waver. That you'll always remember what they did." She responded with tears Dripping,

He smirked. Pulling her income and kissing her upon her forehead.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! WHO ALTERED MY VESSEL'S HIGHT!!!" Roared Thaine, in his fury he made his way through the endless void of Hell. Smashing all the lost souls who were taller than him.

"Why did you do that?" Zecatate asked smiling with Etanma who was laughing uncontrollablely. 

"Cause I can. Now I want too test out your Vessel." She mentioned in a seductive manner, laying on her stomach teasing Zecatate.

Hours later, Zecatate laid still beside a sleeping Etanma before he took leave in search for the rampaging Thaine. Upon leaving Etanma's chambers he ran up on Thaine who had been sitting waiting for him.

"Bout time." Thaine said as he then created a portal too 'No Man's Land.'

"Stage one, subdue Tiamat." Zecatate announced as the too entered the portal.

"Yeahhhhhh!!! Let's go frig this dragon up!" Thaine cheered on.

Inside Etanma private chamber

 "Be safe zeccy."

No Man's Land. Inside a massive cave within one of the twin mountains.

"Someone's got a death wish."