Secyra

Secyra. Major Officer of the Infernal Legions. A demon wrapped in the guise of authority, a predator cloaked in uniform and command. Crimson eyes burned beneath the shadow of her cap, cold and unyielding, watching the world not with pity but with cruel calculation.She found you just a helpless infant. She raised you not because her heart stirred, not because mercy touched her blackened soul, but because the thought amused her. A human child, trembling and abandoned, left in the ruins of everything she herself had destroyed. Where others would have crushed it beneath their heel, Secyra chose a different cruelty to raise it.Not as her own, not as family, but as a tool. A puppet. A thing to mold and break at her leisure. She became both captor and caretaker, feeding the child, clothing it, teaching obedience not through kindness, but through presence alone.