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Active Years: This portion of Liu's history takes place from March in the year 2191 to June the year 2228


The Underworld was a barren and strict place when it came under the leadership of Liu. This is because the former owner of this realm had kept a rigid and stiff regime that cast the inhabitants of hell into the darkest of shadows. As, under the iron fist of the former Demon Queen's rule, did she enforce the strictest of policies to be enforced. So, when the youthful figure of Liu came into the picture, she sought to give her followers a choice: the path of freedom, or the road of imprisonment.

Therefore, although she was a newborn Hell Beast, the dimension in which she ruled heard this call and broke the shackles of limitation upon her subjects. The residents of her layer of hell were free to do as they pleased, so long as they did it within the boundaries of her realm. She believed, at the time, that it was the correct decision to make. As, it was clear that the previous lead of restriction and constraint was rubbish, so she wanted to choose the path of absolute freedom and ignore the need for balance; despite a gentle voice nagging at her conciseness which spoke otherwise.

If she was The Hell Beast of Liberation, then she thought she had best represent the alignment and allow total freedom over her world. Hence, following that, she saw fit to make her Temple of Sinners and make a place for her and the realm of sinners to call home. It took many weeks, if not, months to create; but she eventually established this planet-sized mansion in order to house those who wished to receive a home and a place to indulge in absolute liberation. Free housing, unlimited food and waves of security were some of the amenities that she provided.

While Ravan advised against being so loose and flimsy with her rules, Liu honestly thought she was providing the best solution to the problem of hell's instability. If everyone could just feel the rays of liberation and freedom flowing through their bodies, there would no longer be any sort of stiff troubles or problems. It was a pure thought, but even the most best of intentions can lead a spirit and people straight down the path of absolute hell.

Thus, as her first mistake, she soon learned that this was not the correct solution. As, sooner, rather than later, did her kingdom start falling apart at the seams. There were many factions fighting for power, others feeling oppressed from those with strength, resources were becoming scarce and a new wave of tension overfilled the depths of Hell. It jarred, tore and bled at the strings of Liu's heart. Since, during this period, her childish mind couldn't understand why her creation was failing. She had invested the seeds of pure intent into her land, so why was it not working?

Was there too much liberation? Could such a thing even exist? Why couldn't her plan just work? Was there something with herself? Was she the reason to blame? Just why? She couldn't understand, she wanted to understand and it left her entirely heart broken and dismayed.

To compound on issues further, the girl was pushed further into the corner as the strongest residents of Hell began to surround, chase and come after her in order to kill her, take her power and feed off the corpse of The Hell Demon to attain her powers and rule over Hell for themselves. So as she was chased all throughout the dimension of The Second Layer of Hell, Liu tried her best to evade this fate as she never really desired to fight. The girl never wanted to use her powers as a demons since she just wanted to have fun, explore and learn about the world of freedom; she never wanted to resort to force or aggression to pull out her desires.

Yet, even with all of these hopes, they still could not come to reality and she was trapped. It was terrifying, crippling and all consuming as her psyche was pushed further and further towards the edge. Not a hand from her father came, nor a supporter from the world she tried to make a home; she was utterly and entirely abandoned to cope with these complications of her domain on her own. As, from the perception of Ravan, she needed to learn this lesson in order to become an effective and self-sufficient Hell Demon.

Therefore, under these intense circumstances, the yang within her heart was restricted and the voice of negativity seeped into her brain. It whispered sweet echoes of letting go of her kindness, absolving her false positive persona and giving in to the devil that she truly was. As, to rule over these lands took a rigid and sadistic fist. No soul such as hers could achieve that, for these spirits would only break her down into a puddle of abysmal nothingness.

So, to liberate herself from that, the unrestricted essence of vengeance, hurt and horror which lay so suppressed within the heart of Liu dared to bring itself to the surface. It would morph herself into a messenger of wrath and invoke her mind's inner sorrow at the burden she was birthed with. After all, she reflected that of demon world, so why not bled it's true colors into this world of hell? SHE WAS IT'S ESSENCE!

Ergo -- she gave in.

She resisted it for as long as she could, but there simply wasn't anything left in her to fight. Not a single soul by her side. Not an ounce of fight left. Only abhorrent shades of fear, anguish and failure surrounded the shattered remains of her once untainted psyche. Therefore, from those ruins arose a true devil and one who would act as her enraged mask to help this Rakshasa cope with the world she was forced into.

One who could be vicious, strong and unyielding to the ways of the wicked existence which grasped at the throat of Liu. Therefore, the core of her tainted skin was born and The Hell Demon decayed into an era of depravity and sin under the guise of "Míngjiè Zìyóu"; Hades liberation. However, there would be anything but freedom that for those who served under this Yang of Liu's heart. For what she craved was to punish the world for how much it took away from her.

All of the years her soul was sacrificed, the life she once led and the spirits whom she once were; there was so much blood spilled and gone to make this work. And, despite these efforts, the hell verse itself wanted her dead and she would give them a taste of their own medicine to make them rue the day that her life ever came to be. That is what her irrational heart desired and that is the desire which would be materialized in the world around them.

Thus, without any further regret, the newly liberated Liu inverted herself and brought about the yang within herself to rule over Hell. Countless lives were broken, shattered and destroyed by the cut-throat tactics of Liu's new persona. The blood of many endless rebels were slaughtered, the power of those who sought to take hers away were promptly dismantled and the sheer grip of control and fear induced in the realm was stifling.

Of course, this did not mean she won every battle out there, but even when losing -- Liu never went down without leaving a scar. She'd always take a limb, an organ, your energy or whatever else her frantic claws could scar and mark upon you. The Tainted Skin of Liu poisoned her mind, influenced her powers and dared to break the fires of a true demon to life under the guise of her pain. So, as time went on, this world reflected that and it became a truly hellish place to live.

Yet, to Liu, this universe only had itself to blame. Such a cruel thing should have never been created to begin with. With the prowess at her hand, she would dare to even defile the divine creators of this realm if she could become powerful enough. So, through this progression of time, the greatest leaps in power would be had by Liu for this singular purpose. No one, not even the universe itself, would put her through that pain again. She became cold, brutal and cut-throat in order to empower herself, seek new levels of energy and push her body to the brink with every training session and battle which occurred during this period of radical contempt and hate.

The days were drowned in red, her body was like a fire and the world around her was a frigid monster doing its damndest to consume her, break her and turn her into food for the beast whom lived within it's domain. But, through her demented resolve, she would snap, shatter and do her best to obliterate anything which dared to encroach upon the four walls of her heart. This bitterness, malice and utter loathing of the world was what kept her going through this period. Everyone was a potential target and she treated the world as her enemy out of need and in alignment with her origins.

But, despite that, no one spirit could ever hold a rage for eternity -- could they?