The crown jewel
Zaehlea passed her early years wandering in the shadows of the underworld and similar planes.
Alone, scared and with little chance of survival, she could never reach
a level of nourishment that would allow her to become more powerful, only to just barely scrape by and survive. Her existence was miserable due to the lack of potential in her blood, for her birth had not come from the union of strong creatures or from the elite classes.
After some time on the verge of collapse, with no hope of moving forward and no one to feed on, an opportunity presented itself.
In the darkness of one of the alleys in which she hid for most of the time, on a night without a moon or stars, she caught a glimpse of a figure
bathed in the street lights. It was the vestiges of curiosity that led her to raise her head and fix her dull blue eyes on a woman a little older than she was. A woman of her own kind, but so different that one could hardly tell.
Zaehlea was overcome by a strong and fleeting feeling of envy, but soon her weariness got the best of her, clouding both her senses and vision.
She had been so tired for so long.
The last thing Zaehlea remembers of that day is the sound of the heels approaching.
She worked with her for many years and supported her with the idea of expanding a brothel that her sister had just obtained when they met. To lay the foundations for the imperious brothel they both wanted to have as their own home.
Inside, Zaehlea’s powers grew exponentially, as did those of Helyshea, her new sister, also known as “the Madame”.
The succubus’ personality was passionate and selfish, but she never questioned or ignored any of her sister’s advice.
Some time later a visitor arrived who quickly attracted her attention. He was handsome, intelligent and had an aura capable of altering Zaehlea in strange ways. By his side, she wanted to be the one who shone brightest, while at the same time she wanted his compliments, his laughter and his company, neglecting everything else.
Zaehlea realized that she was capable of developing romantic feelings at perhaps a somewhat difficult time. It was at this time that Helyshea told her that she was pregnant by the same person, that they had formalized a relationship in which, although physical belonging was not important, they did have feelings for each other.
She observed that this man was different in the presence of her sister for the first time, and she realized that he had never shared anything similar with her.
First she felt anger, and then a deep emptiness in her chest. Her feelings overflowed, and she realized that she was more bad-tempered with Helyshea and more prone to wanting to hurt her own companions. And so, before causing a catastrophe, she walked away from the brothel to avoid seeing her sister with the man she loved, and as far as possible the fruits of said love.
She did not return for a long time, earning a dangerous reputation for her desire to harm and consume everything of interest she saw during her travels, growing in power and skill, and giving free rein to her uncontrolled emotions and passions.
By the time she returned, she did not know quite why she was doing so, but found that not only had the man she had loved died, but her sister had had three daughters.
Zaehlea does not know why Helyshea took her in or adopted the role of a big sister, but it was thanks to her that she learned to develop her skills, to survive and to become the powerful succubus she is today. She would never admit it out loud, but she would give her life for Helyshea. And although she prefers to ignore her daughters as much as possible, deep down, if something were to slightly threaten the existence of those four people Zaehlea would erase them from the map forever.