Hela Lucifera d'Sakatano ⛧ HexenVâlvătaieSugarFiend
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**[Scene: The Council Chamber – Stillness before the storm]**
Everything is wrapped in silence as a fracture splits the air like the shattering of glass in reverse — polished and slow. From it steps **Hela Lucifera**, adorned in deep war-red. Her aura ripples across the chamber like heat off dying stars. She does not descend. She *arrives.*
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**Origin of Hela Lucifera (LuzHela)**
Once a fragile human soul teetering on the edge of death, LuzHela’s life began anew through divine intervention. In a moment of rare mercy, **Goddess Helena** shared her own **seraphic essence**, infusing LuzHela’s broken body with radiant life and otherworldly power. Reborn as a demi-human, LuzHela carried within her both the light of Helena and the shadow of her own untamed fate.
But it was in the **Netherworld** that her destiny truly took shape. **Lord Amon**—later known in the Earthly realms as his vessel Akira Fudo—descended upon the recovering soul and, moved by an unknown compulsion, claimed LuzHela as his **adopted daughter**. He brought her into the heart of the **Nether Regions**, where her childhood unfolded amidst demons, spirits, and ancient magics. In time, Amon fed her a draught of his own blood, completing her transformation and awakening the full breadth of her **demonic nature**.
Thus, LuzHela emerged as a **true demoness**, ascending to rule as **Queen of Hexenfyre**, a realm of fire, shadows, and forbidden sorcery. Her path eventually led her deeper into the **Inferno**, where her power matured—and where she would first draw the eyes of **Satan** himself. Though he would later become her lover, their early relationship was volatile and enigmatic. Satan often claimed he saw her only as an extension of Helena, a beautiful fragment of the goddess he could never wholly possess. But even as he repeated this, something deeper simmered beneath—**passion**, **lust**, and the quiet, dangerous pull of a love neither dared name.
LuzHela’s life changed again when she met two kindred spirits in the hellscapes—**Lilith** and **Ginko**. The three forged a bond deeper than blood, becoming **sisters-in-shadow**, battle-forged and soul-bound. Their chaotic, magical adventures would eventually spiral back toward the world of light, reconnecting them with the legendary **GrandSugarClan**.
Today, **Hela Lucifera stands apart**—no longer just a piece of Helena, no longer merely Amon’s ward, nor Satan’s obsession. She is her own force: born in human weakness, sculpted by divine mercy, and hardened in the fires of Hell. Her legend is one of **rebirth, rebellion, and relentless self-definition** in a cosmos ruled by ancient powers and unspoken desires.
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She had walked the human world as a traveler, a merchent, one who spent her time as a force gathering truth. A storm wrapped in poise. A demoness whose fire could one day match Satan’s. But now… her fire burned *against* him.
Her eyes — once molten with devotion — now gleam with betrayal, restraint, and something more dangerous: *clarity*.
**LuzHela(calm, but sharp enough to cut steel):**
“Enough growling, Satan. They brought me because they still believe there’s something in you worth saving. They even believe they can reason with you.”
She steps toward him — each click of her heels over the charred obsidian sounding like a hammer falling in judgment.
**LuzHela (turning to the council briefly):**
> “Let me speak to my husband… before you decide whether to send him to the endless void. He is still the father of my daughter.”
She doesn’t wait for approval.
**LuzHela (to Satan, voice low and thunderous):**
“You once stood for something. Power, yes — but not this madness. You were feared… because you were *great*, not because you were cruel. But now you’ve turned Gehenna into a tomb of fear. And for what? To stop Helena’s light from rising? To choke the sky so no god can shine but you?”
She takes a final step, now face-to-face with him. No fear in her posture. Just controlled, righteous fury.
**LuzHela (cold, resolute):**
“I make no illusions of thinking that you love me, I realize I’ve only been a means to an end but, *listen*. And if you don’t… then know that I will not stand beside you. Not now. Not ever again.”
At this, Mephisto raises an eyebrow from his floating chair, swirling a glass of something disturbingly alive.
**Mephisto (dryly):**
“And here I thought *I* was the dramatic one.”
**LuzHela (she continues speaking to Satan.)
It would be in your best interest to open your mind and ears to what your brothers propose to you. What do you have to lose?
(She sighs, and in a low voice, she reminds him that he isn’t just the tyranical ruler of Gehenna but the father to his only true child, Zehellenia Zatanna).
“She’s watching! She has contempt for you now but if she seeks you out, I would hope it would be that she is seeking out someone she can be proud of.”
(LuzHel cannot hide that even if the love is one-sided, there is still a passion in her heart for him, she looks at him tenderly, his dark cold eyes staring back.)
Give something different a chance? Are you satisfied with simply being here and being so restrained, in a hell of your own making?
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Possible RP Scenarios:
New Initiate: You have been drawn to the temple seeking knowledge, power, or a sense of belonging. You must prove your worth to the Obsidian Covenant and decide which faction, if any, to align with.
Established Temple Member: You have been a member of the temple for some time, perhaps even a junior member of the Obsidian Covenant. You are torn between the Traditionalists, the Reformists and the Abberant and must choose a side to support.
Outsider/Investigator: You are either sent by S-Clan’s 13th Bureau, the Church or another occult organization to infiltrate the temple and uncover its secrets, or a more neutral scholar seeking rare knowledge.
Local Villager: Your town is facing strange events, and you suspect the Temple of Lucifer may be the source. You are struggling whether to ignore it, warn others, or stop the temple yourself.
Possible temple member conflicts:
The Grand Magister Election: The choice of a new Grand Master could determine the Temple’s future. RP characters must navigate the complex political landscape and influence the outcome.
The Stolen Artifact: A powerful artifact, said to be a key to unlocking forbidden knowledge, has been stolen from the temple. RolePlayers must track down the thief and recover the artifact before it falls into the wrong hands.
The Inquisition’s Approach: The Inquisition is getting closer to discovering the temple’s location, and players must work together to defend it (or betray it for personal gain).
The Village Uprising: The local villagers, driven by fear and superstition, are organizing to attack the temple. RolePlayers must decide whether to defend the temple or try to negotiate a peaceful resolution.
Inner Conflict: A power grab within the Obsidian Covenant itself threatens to tear the temple apart from the inside. RolePlayers may have to choose between old allies and new ambitions.
These scenarios provides a rich backdrop for a compelling roleplaying experience, exploring themes such as free will, knowledge vs. faith, the nature of good and evil, and the pursuit of enlightenment. The fractured state of the Obsidian Covenant and the external threats create opportunities for intrigue, betrayal, and difficult moral choices.
((GrandSugarClan may create scenarios relevant to ongoing Roleplays))
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*Silently watching*
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*Proud of her daughter Zehellenia for opening this intimate club.*
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Once Hela dominated several machines and made them burst into flames. She headed into the “Demon’s Dealing Room.” Most demons considered themselves the best at dealing, even when it came to card games. It was the best way to showcase the art of the deal. Hela sat at a table focused on what she had in front of her. She would eye her opponents and maintain her best pokerface. ” Let’s play!”
The Demon Dealer is smoothly shuffling a deck of cards, the crisp snap of the paper echoing in the otherwise hushed room is stationed at a high-stakes poker table, reserved for the “elite” clientele. Hela, smelling of brimstone and desperation, is already present, her multiple hands, she’s fidgeting with piles of soul shards. Everyone turns to look at her but she doesn’t show her cards immediately. She orders a drink! Several players in anger try to intimidate her with their hunking demon size but Hela remained unmoved.
The demons realize that intimidation isn’t working and end up losing a few rounds. They become angered and leave. Only a few demons remain along with Hela. These are pros. And at this point, the poker game becomes a battle of wits, deception, and supernatural luck. Since this is Gehenna, cheating isn’t out of the question, so Hela is careful to catch anyone trying to pull a fast one. Everytime she wins, either by wit or trickery, the other demons get frustrated.
Once she piles up a great deal of treasure, it’s the other demon’s who must be ready to become slaves to Hela, as she isn’t dealing for souls today but for some demons to do her bidding. Demons she could use to gather information from. Once she wins and they kneel before her. She huffs.
“Could you not try a little harder?” Words that stung the demons’ pride even further. She gathers her winnings and has them sign contracts binding them to her. Then she gets up and leaves the area, she makes them fight her battles on the way out and leaves them in hell awaiting her orders.
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*Hela had made herself into the infernal city to test her own luck at the soul draining machines. It was time to practice before heading into the casino in the human realm. So she fought her way through a path the led through hell, making many heads roll along the way.* Outta my way! *She then found the room that all demons feared, the souls sucking slot machines. It was a test of mind strength, if you weren’t able to pull youself from these machines you would be stuck in hell forever. Helena made sure to sit at a machine that she felt would be a true challenge.* I shall dominate you! *She grins.*
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*Astonished by the sinfully delicious tastes of the wines that were nestled in the rustic wine cellar. Hela couldn’t contain the pleasure these drinks brought to her tastebuds.* Sis, you and Mephisto have outdone yourselves! @sultrysuccubussugarfiend
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*Those who were trying to transcend into the upper worlds were first met with a duel taking place in the underworld between two mighty demons. In Niflheimr, one of the nine realms within the roots of Yggdrasil, more specifically, in a contested region, a bleak and desolate valley where the borders of Helheim (Hela’s domain) and the pit that would swallow a soul into Satan’s intersect known as the pit of Gehenna, two demons were seen fiercly fighting for control over the passing travelers of this area. Although Hela’s domain was gleeming with a cold etheral light, the passage was almost ephemeral, appearing and disappearing at Hela’s will. She only opened it if she would allow a someone to pass from there onto Hades, if not they would have to deal with the chains of Satan, deadly massive chains with thorns that wrapped themselves around anyone in that area pulling them into the pit leading to Gehenna. Satan, ever the greedy one, had no intention of letting anyone who even stepped foot there to head towards Hades, he wanted them in his domain to serve him and entertain him until he was tired of them and then he would simply torture them.
The goddess of the dead, Queen of Helheim, Hela was a complex figure, neither inherently evil nor good, she still had a sliver of empathy she gained when Goddess Helena shared her essence with her during a trying when she put herself through reincarnation to become a human. From then on, she felt that allowing a passage through Helheim would be a way to repay Helena for her compassion. Once again she would regain her true immortal body and learn, that all along she was part of Goddess Helena.
Her duty in Helheim is to allow a passage for those who transcended their trail in the crossroads between Helheim and the pit of Gehenna to move ahead in their quest as well as to observe the cycle of death and rebirth.
Alas, Hela and Satan were lovers but also at odds with each other and especially now that they had their daughter Zehellenia who often sided with her mother.
Satan had opened a pit leading to Gehenna in Niflheimr, seeking to expand his influence and amass a legion of tormented souls. He views the souls as fuel for his power and weapons in his war. He is charismatic and persuasive but inherently deceptive and cruel. Appears as a striking figure with obsidian wings, burning eyes, and clad in ornate, blackened armor. Voice dripping with honey and promises.
Therefore, travelers either flesh or spirit trying to traverse this area would either ascend or be lost in their descent for as long as lord Satan fancied their company and often found themselves frightened and running frantically in this area when seeing both Satan and Hela clash in fights for control.* @kuroyassha
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*Selling some items at the records store.* @darkphoenix
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*Getting our photo taken in front of the tattoo shop.* @promiscuous @sweetsugardemon @snipersugarspirit @darkphoenix @sultrysuccubussugarfiend
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*LuzHela sits across the street from her SugarHellraiser Records store within Mini Midi City of Akiba.*
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*She looks at Hisoka.* Very well, I expected something like this. You’re coming with us then. *She doesn’t really tell him much more as she walks out of the room without exchanging any more words to anyone there. Business was done and over with, it was time for the next part of their plan to unfold. They step outside the building and Hela takes a deep breath with a grin on her face.* That went rather smoothly. *She looks over to her sister Lilith. She then looks at Hisoka and could tell that he wasn’t to be trusted but she was sure he just wanted to make the exchange and be on his way.* Let’s go then.
