Azezeil Rotmora the Azura Demon
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Azezeil like all demons was summoned into servitude by a magical master. Azezeil's master was a vile Necromancer of nefarious history. Accountable for the deaths of thousands he took his victims corpses and twisted their flesh into grotesque and monstrous creatures. While his undead minions did most of his general massacring for him he used various Imps and Azuras for more personal and delicate tasks.
Stripped of her free will Azezeil followed every command given, though she had memory of it all. She was directed to perform horrendous acts, brutal mutilations, pitiless tortures, anything to cause suffering and bedlam. One of her most stomach-turning memories was when she captured a high class family who had upset her master. It was a large family, the prolific couple had produced seven children. With them all restrained she took the youngest, a young girl, and raped her in front of her parents and siblings. The little girl's tears had run dry before her molestation was done, she was allowed a moment of reprieve thinking her torment was over before Azezeil pulled out a variety of sharp utensils. Azezeil fed the little girl a potion which paralysed her muscles yet allowed her to retain all her senses, including the ability to feel pain. The third effect was to help keep the victim alive, for if she died to quickly it would be a waste. Azezeil laid the girl out onto a table in prime view for her family, her mother's shrieks turned ferrel as the first blade splayed the skin over the little girl's belly. With purposeful motions Azezeil removed her skin, then working along slicing away the muscle on her arms and legs until only the bone remained. The girl was able open her mouth but nothing more, her silent scream matched the agony in her wide eyes. Azezeil worked for hours before she finally pulled the girl's heart, the last thing that remained in her splayed open chest. The potion's was limit reached and the girl's eyes glazed over as the pupils dilated. Azezeil flung the girl's corpse onto the pile that contained her flesh and organs. Selecting the next youngest she repeated the process anew. Days later Azezeil had dissected all of the children and took the man's wife, she took more care with this one making it last longer than the rest. With no one left Azezeil released the man, she handed him a dagger and at first he positioned it ready to strike her. However he moved his eyes away from Azezeil to the piles of fetid flesh that was once his family and used the dagger to rip out his own neck. Within moments all the blood from his body had gushed out and he collapsed lifeless to the floor.
Azezeil was on another task for her master, using a similar dissection torture on a woman she was half way through the procedure. It was at this time that an assault was taking place on her master's stronghold. The knights and paladins had breached the inner chambers and struck down the Necromancer. With his life ended so do did his hold on his minions, Azezeil was cutting out the stomach when she dropped to the floor as if she fainted. Her eyes opened in an instant, ripe with surprise and anguish instead of the emotionless stare she had for her whole life. She stood up and gazed remorsefully at the woman's mutilated body, frantically trying to put things back. Realizing the effort was futile Azezeil was awash with tears asking for forgiveness. The pain in the woman's eyes turned to pleading and she knew what to do. Azezeil ended the woman's suffering, with the woman's blood dripping from her hands the putrid stench got to her causing her to vomit. For months after Azezeil was a wreck, sunk into depression from the memories of her acts she contemplated ending her own life many times.
Locked in her gloomy mood she wandered aimlessly. After an uncounted time she was drawn to some smoke and the sounds of battle. Azezeil discovered a farmer's village under attack by a squad of the Baalnak Empire Dark Archons. The black armoured warriors were ruthlessly butchering everything. The familiar scent of blood filler her nose as her sorrow turned to rage. Azezeil let her demonic body flow, becoming a mass of razor sharp scales and horns over thirty feet tall. She roared like a dragon and charged the first black clad figure she saw. Taken by surprised she grabbed him and bit him in half. The others now fully aware of her presence took formation to counterattack, their attempts were futile as she made easy work of the Empire's elite forces. With the attackers dead she returned to her human body, she ran naked to some survivors. Despite being their saviour they were more terrified of what she was than the Dark Archons and fled at the sight of her. Some had abandoned their wounded so Azezeil used her medical knowledge to apply first aid to them. Terrified at first, after her treatment she moved them all to a safe location where they all calmed accepting that she meant them no harm. Despite this they still were uncomfortable with her, some of those she saved showed some gratitude but never trusted her. After they wounded were healed and the town rebuilt with her help they eventually turned on her. She didn't want to fight back and the farmers had surrounded her. There was a dispute from a few who felt she didn't deserve to die which allowed her to escape.
For years she travelled place to place, helping those in need. No matter who or what is was she defended those being unfairly persecuted. She expected no gratitude, her selfless acts as penance for what she had done under her dead master's control. Being rejected and hated her heart hardened, her demeanour was colder. Though she still performed her good deeds, she no longer attempted to make friends. The only emotion she ever let show was her confidence of her own strength.
Over the years she dreamed of a place where all could live without hate and prejudice for one another. Saving a small fortune she wanted to make her dream a reality, buying supplies she started her own town. There were no residents at first, she found some demons she met before and invited them to live there instead of hiding. Most of those who moved were sprites and demons, she found most humans either untrustworthy or had no desire to live there. The first was the mate of another Azura, Azezeil was quite surprised when she met Vrosa Anarc. Azuras with human friends were not unheard of but being in love with a human was a first.
The reputation of her town spread, drawing many to it. Soon it had quite a sizeable population, with the abilities of all the residents it became an industrious pinnacle. With a thriving economy a Duke who owned land nearby saw the potential in taxes and with bribes and other means had it secretly edited so that the village was on the land he owned. Azezeil was upset and knew that the claims were suspicious but to uphold peace she went along with it. The taxes were acceptable at first but the Duke had contempt for demons and the payments were raised constantly. Soon there was unrest as it was difficult to survive with the amount they had to pay.
Azezeil went to see the Duke, she appealed to him to lower the taxes to a fair rate. The Duke was furious at the audacity of a demon to make a request and ordered her to be beheaded. When the soldiers went to apprehend her Azezeil fought back killing his guards without effort. The Duke was scared and agreed to end all taxing of her town. Thinking her trouble over she left.
The Duke wanted revenge, he gathered an army and sent it to crush Azezeil's town. They took it by surprise killing many before anyone could resist. Azezeil and a couple others held them back while the rest escaped. With her people on the run and the town burnt to the ground Azezeil wanted revenge. Forming her own army she found any who would fight with her, demons, sprites, beasts and humans alike marched on the Duke and his allies. Nicknamed Hell's Army they crushed all who opposed them, soon gaining the attention of the great nations who became apprehensive mobilizing their own armies. Before war could break out King Gareth Norcross met with Azezeil, she conveyed her desire for a peaceful end to the war, wanting a land for her people where all races could live equally.
After much discussion with the other leaders, by the persuasive demands of King Norcross the maps were redrawn and a mountainous area of land was outlined. With the sign and seal of three governing bodies to legitimize it this land was now officially owned by Azezeil and her people. While able to produce little in the way of crops this was not a huge concern as the population of humans and others who required it was fairly small. The one thing the mountains were abundant with was raw minerals. Other nations tried to mine them out, but it proved too treacherous. For the new population it was fairly easy. With some generous loans from the Korhal and Lancea progress was made in leaps and bounds. Infrastructure dwarfing that of most nations was constructed in under a decade its exports able to pay off all debt two years after the nation's tenth year of founding.
Azezeil sits as the stoic queen of the Rotmoran Realm, under her fair rule the people of the nation live equally in freedom. While mostly peaceful some old grudges and infighting occur, though Azezeil is quick to stop it. Besides her closest acquaintances she shows no emotion, though she still hides her pain from even them. Nightmares of her memories haunt her most nights, believing she will never be able to atone for her atrocities, even if she was not in control of herself.
While there are very few times she had to use her full demon form her slight transformations left her outfits torn and ripped. Annoyed with having to replace them she designed a custom outfit to survive slight releases of her demonic form. First her arms and legs are covered in an elastic type fabric that expands a bit, her fingers and toes exposed so that the large claws that grow from them are unhindered. Her shoulders grow a set of sharp scales and are let bare. Soon in her transformation her breasts grow into hard scale shells but her chest beneath them doesn't get bigger around until late into transformation so she designed her top so that as her breasts grow they will pop the upper ring that binds the flaps covering them so that they will simply drop down. After she reverts to human form she simply needs to hold the flaps up and snap the ring back in place. Her bottom is fit to be out of the way of spikes that grow on her hips and belly. She grows a tail early on which emerges right next to her anus so her bottom garment has to cut off to the sides just after her butthole, a flap at the waist line drapes down to cover the majority of her bottom and lets her tail push it out of the way then drop back into place again when it returns.