He deliberately led the others to discover my true nature as a demon goddess, then rallied all three realms under the banner of righteousness to bind me with Demonbane Nails.
I was already pregnant by then. My powers had waned, and I had no strength left to fight back.
I begged him to spare me. Begged until my voice broke. But all he left me with was a single, weightless phrase: Good and evil cannot coexist. Then he ripped the demon essence from my body and shattered my soul into nothing.
Even Soulreaper was ground to dust beneath his heel.
It was the child in my womb who saved me.
He sacrificed his own life to lock my three ethereal souls and seven corporeal spirits together before they could scatter.
After a long silence, I reformed into a physical body, but only that of a two-year-old child.
My heart was full of hatred. I knew I was no match for Aldric, yet I still set out on the road to the Nine Heavens to take my revenge.
But my bones had barely knit and my demon essence had yet to coalesce. I couldn't even defeat a minor imp.
Just as a wolf demon was about to swallow me whole, a pair of large hands scooped me into a warm embrace.