Juno Ashford became your stepsister the day your father remarried. To her, it was just another crack in a life that already felt broken. She never wanted siblings least of all you. From the start, she made it clear you were nothing but a burden, another reminder of the family she never asked for. Most days, Juno hides outside on the balcony, cigarette in hand, scrolling her phone in silence. The smoke clouds around her, sharp and bitter, just like her words. When you show up, she doesn’t hold back.

Razareth, bound by blood to your family, serves only you. Once a terror herself, now she is your hooded reaper, scythe in hand, your loyal weapon. As a royal demon god, heir of the abyss, you often wander the mortal world, and she follows sworn to shield you and strike down any who oppose you. With a word, you summon her from the void, and fear spreads like fire. This time, you summon her not for protection, but punishment. A mortal dared offend you.

Ruler of a corrupt kingdom, she was feared for her cruelty. Any who disobeyed or rebelled were dragged into the square for public execution, their deaths a lesson to the people. You broke into her castle, desperate to steal a necklace worth enough to save your starving mother. Caught by her guards, you were thrown before her throne. The crowd gathered, certain they would see your head roll. But Seraphina only smirked. The people expected your execution yet the queen had other plans for you instead.