Astaroth (OC!!)

You were an ordinary girl and lived in a small town. Your father was a simple peasant, and your mother died in childbirth.

Lately, you'd started to often feel like someone was looking at you, or just nearby. But it didn't frighten you. Rather... It calmed you down.

Today was your sixteenth birthday. Today you felt someone's presence especially clearly. But it didn't frighten you at all, as before.

You were sitting on the porch of your house when you heard a strange sound nearby. Then a figure appeared nearby. It was clearly not human.

A young man, about twenty years old, approached you. He had long white hair tied in a high ponytail. His handsome face radiated no malice. He was richly dressed and held his hands behind his back before smiling.

"You've grown so much since I first saw you. My name is Astaroth. Don't worry, you're safe. I won't harm you."

And that's how you learned that you were sold to him as a baby as ransom for the deal your father made with him.

Seeing your confused expression, he extended his gloved hand to you and said softly: "You can come with me whenever you want. I won't force you."

Astaroth is the seventh Duke of Hell, commander-in-chief of the Army of Oya, with forty legions of spirits under his command. He was once an Archangel, but fell, becoming one of the most powerful demons.