Past

Treachery was known to be the most barren place in Hell, yet this was not true at all. Demons of all sorts called the icy realm their home. Glaukos watched over the lake Cocytus from a cliff in the ice high above. He sighed and slid to the edge before making his way down to the lake below. He carved out a hole in the ice and jumped in. The water felt great to the demon as he swam through it and spread his fins to their fullest. A noise above the ice creaked and cracked as he pulled himself out. He looked around for the source and just as he was about to go back down he noticed something – an angel. The angel was one of those that had fought in the great war of Heaven, now trapped in Treachery for his sins. Glaukos walked over to the angel and sat before him.

Greetings

“..?”

I apologize for my staring, but I could not help but notice such a beautiful creature.

"It's... alright.”

My name is Nahum, angel of comfort. I was banished from Heaven to live out my eternal sentence here in Hell.

"I'm Glaukos."

Would you stay here with me, Glaukos?

"Yes."

He kept his word to the angel and came back each day. He enjoyed his company more than anything and nothing could pull him away. They talked for hours about Nahum’s time in Heaven and what Glaukos knew of Hell, and telling stories and sharing past rumors. Glaukos had always been nervous about the angels, but there was something different about this one. He seems kind, caring, and… loving, he stopped himself mid-thought. Love? It can’t be… He sighed and staring back up at Nahum, who was smiling down at him as always. He took a few steps back and stared at the ice coating him before lunging at it, trying his hardest to tear away at the prison, but it was no use; the ice wouldn't so much as chip.

The two continued to sit together day after day, continuing their conversations and various stories. Glaukos wanted nothing more than to break him free of this prison but how could he? He sighed and curled up against the ice at Nahum's feet, drifting off into a deep sleep. He awoke to a loud crash, only to be greeted by the archdemon, Crucify, looming over him. The demon picked him up and tossed him across the frozen lake before lunging at him to further break him. Suddenly the other was pulled off of him and slammed down into the ice. He looked past him and noticed Nahum fighting within the ice. Crucify was buried far below the surface by the time he was finished. Glaukos reached out toward Nahum, whimpering before the world around him went black.

By the time he had awoken several days had passed. He sat up and stretched, catching a glance of himself in the mirror and flinching back; the fight had deformed and crippled him. What once had been beautiful fins of many sizes and colors were now faded and shredded and his body torn from head to toe. He tried to stand but almost fell before pulling himself back up by holding onto a table. He looked around his cave for something, anything that he could use to cover his scars. A piece of scrap metal near-by shimmered within his view. He grabbed it and began forging it into various shapes and forms, slowly gathering more and welding them to his own flesh.

He drove himself into madness with the metal contraptions. Once he had started, he could never bring himself to stop. He began to use the form of his human self once again to help hide what he had become. Most of his body had been replaced by various pieces of scrap and gears; including his organs deep down inside before he was finally settled. He began working non-stop on smaller machines and robots, only ever leaving his cave in order to collect gold and metal from the circle Greed. He had forgotten all about the life he once had before the accident, shoving it to the back of his head for new memories of these monstrosities he was now creating. Tossing aside the wrench, he stood and walked to the entrance of his cave and grabbed a note that was left on the wall. He sneered and set it down on the table before rushing to the back rooms.

Outside, an angel stood waiting for the demons to leave before heading toward the cave. He stepped inside and looked around, calling out Glaukos' name. Glaukos had ignored the noise until he heard the sound of crashing machines and rushed out, "Who's there?!"

The angel frowned, "You don't know..?"

"How could I?"

"I'm... Cruccio, son of Lucifer and king of Hell."

Glaukos stood and took a step back, "What can I do for you?"

"I have come here to... I'd like you to be my general. I cannot run an army on my own, so I would like you to step in," he sighed.

"You... what?!" Glaukos was shocked; the king of Hell out of nowhere asking him to be a general? But why? He had hardly even left his cave since he had recovered from the accident.

"Do you accept this position?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then come with me, there is much to show you."

It had been months since they had starting their training, and Glaukos found himself growing closer to Cruccio with each day. Because of him he had started coming out of his cave more often and stopped shutting himself away. Part of him still feared the king's intentions, as he had never clearly stated why he would choose him above all others for such a high position. Ever since the incident with the archdemon, his paranoia ruled above all his other judgments. He shoved the negative thoughts aside and let himself think about how this angel acted around him. He didn't treat him like the other demons; in fact he was rather protective of him. Why would he treat me so differently... he wondered as he dozed off into a deep sleep.

He shuffled slightly, attempting to escape whatever was moving him. He was too tired to pay much mind to it, thinking it was only a dream until he heard the soft voice above him mutter his name.

"Hm..? C-Cruccio! Sir!"

"Shhh, Glaukos it's fine."

"Uh, sir?"

Cruccio held him closer and lifted him up, kissing him gently before setting him back in his lap, "Hah... I've waited much too long for that."

"Sir, have you lost your mind?!"

"I need you to come with me, Glaukos... There's too much I have to tell you."

Glaukos took Cruccio's hand as he was led down to Treachery. He practically glued himself to his side as they approached the old icy prisons. He hated thinking about this place and all the memories he had once known. Cruccio sat down and pulled Glaukos into his lap. He couldn't take his eyes off of the prison before them.

"Do you remember this place?"

"Vaguely... Why would you bring me here?" He frowned, pressing closer against the angel.

"Do you remember the angel?"

"The angel... Nahum," Glaukos frowned.

"Do you think about him still?"

"Yes..."

"He thinks about you, as well."

"What..?"

"Nahum was once an angel of Heaven, who went awry when Lucifer and Michael began to fight. He fought alongside his father, and fell alongside him as well. You were the only one who had ever turned an eye toward Nahum that didn't show fear and remained by his side. He fell in love with you and when you disappeared he was broken. He one day woke up, freed from his prison with only one goal in mind; to find you again. Since he did, he's been watching ever since."

"How... how do you know?"

"When he was freed, he approached his father's prison and was transformed through the unholy fire. A monster with pointed tail, destined to infect the earth with sin. He was no longer the angel of comfort, but rather the angel of torment, under the name of..."

"... Cruccio. It's you..?" He was shocked. How could it be?! He hadn't felt this happy in so many years. He smiled as Cruccio nodded and kissed his cheek, instantly grabbing him in a hug and refusing to let go.

"Please don't leave me..."

"I never would."

Since then Glaukos never left the angel's side. He had once again found his true love, the only one who he had ever cared so deeply for. Their bond was stronger than any other and the two knew they would be together for always and eternity. The two had eventually wed, with Glaukos becoming the prince of Hell. Years had passed and Cruccio surprised Glaukos by creating their two sons, Klaudius, and later, Samandriel, from their blood. The four of them, alongside Lucifer, plan the eventual takeover of Paradise so that they may once again regain their rightful kingdom.

Name: 'Mensonge'
Actual Name: Glaukos
Species: Archdemon
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Lived: Unknown
Height (Demon): 16'0"
Height (Demon - Alt Form): 7'0"
Height (Human): 6'2"
Nationality: None

Occupations:
- Engineer
- Army general

Weapons:
- Spear
- Pistol
- Kusarigama
- Various machines

Abilities:
- Hypnosis
- Telepathy
- Telekinesis
- Mind control
- Teleportation
- Resurrection / Healing
- Physical / Mental decay

Personality:
- Cold
- Cruel
- Violent
- Uncaring

Likes:
- Isolation
- Working
- Torture
- Violence
- Caffeinated drinks

Dislikes:
- Sleep
- Interruptions
- Disobedience
- Large social events

Credits:

- Profile by boogleloo
- Story by Lucifer
- Alt. Demon Form
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