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Over four hundred years ago, there existed guardians. These guardians stood as the foot-soldiers over the vastness of Hell's layers and watched, controlled and maintained who passed through Hell. These beings were known as the Kushanda, a type of demon forged by Deveta in his efforts to keep Hell secure. They did not have any form of free will, nor did they have any choice which way their lives went. They had one purpose: to be the guardians of Hell. Over lifetimes, longer than one might even imagine, these beings slowly became more and more obsolete the more Hell filled up and how it was ran. Due to this, around four and a half hundred years ago, this entire race was abolished. Like a flick of the switch, they were scattered from this Earth, leaving nothing but blood, bones and dust in their wake. From these ashes and remains, formed a new being. The first of it's kind. They quickly took up the mantle of being called Rakshasa. This first Rakshasa to emerge was known as Ravan Vespara. Like a phoenix being reborn from it's ashes, Ravan had spent centuries alone. He was by himself, in this vastness of Hell. He didn't know whom he was nor what he was; just that -- he simply was.

This conception of Ravan was unique as it sparked a key turning point in Hell's history. The entire reasoning he was created was to be the Guardian of Hell, a being that could not only put an end to any intruders that would come into Hell, but process everyone. The Kushanda had outgrown their usage, as Deveta and Death placed Ravan here as sort of an "upgrade" one might say. Ravan was created differently from the previous Guardians, however. He was not bound to Hell like they were, not servant that had to follow their orders and process everything like a robotic entity. He was free to think, feel and become the man he is today. Slowly over time, these methods of new Rakshasa were shown. By the time Ender peaked into Hell during World War 3, Ravan was the only being left. He was, alone, the new guardian of Hell. But how much could single person handle the entire processing of Hell?


As time went on, it became more and more apparent that it was not at all possible for Ravan to handle all of Hell's processing and security on his own. Despite being designed for that specific purpose, every being has their limits. For this reason, the Hell Beast was created around fifty years into Ravan's birth. He was given the companions who would not only act as his partner and first friends, but his stability. For the first few years, Ravan's mind became very unstable. Due to the solitude he was thrown into of having to process Hell and everything around it, it not only became very lonely, but it stabbed at his mind like a knife under the pillow. An ever lingering essence of depression from being secluded for most of his life. He had little to no people skills by this time as well, making him very tough to get alone with, even for his Hell Beasts. Over time, more and more Rakshasa had shown themselves with their Hell Beasts; all unique with their own free thoughts. However, Ravan never really interacted with them. He was assigned as the person who would overview everything, control where the demons were placed and what layers they would stand guardian over, but he never got to know any of them on a personal level.

For this reason, Sapheda and Kala were his only companions. He would talk to them like best friends would, seeing them as family more than anything. To this day, he still treats most other people hostile, and sees these two beings as his only friends. However, due to the lack of up-bringing, he had always had a negative onlooking for life. Despite his depression and loneliness seeping into his brain ever so more, he became rather anxious when he thought about his future. If anyone gave him a problem in Hell, he would crush them into dust and move on. He went into deep slumber for a long time, a form of self-hibernation. For up to a hundred years, Ravan has set himself into a slumber. He wanted to spend as much time as he could resting, drowning those thoughts out over a long period of time.

Prior to this hibernation like state, Ravan had attempted suicide multiple times. In the end, he saw no way out of this pit he was born into. He hated it, he had no family outside of his Hell Beasts, no friends, nothing worthy to keep him alive. He was born as a man into a world that knew nothing but hatred and suffering. When you're a being that's grown up in literal Hell, there is no going back from the things you see. There is no hiding from the thoughts and visions that plague your dreams. Every time he had attempted these methods of suicide, he had always failed. Why? Not because of the ways he tried, he tried almost every method available. He tried to behead himself, he tried to rip himself apart, overdosing on substances, hanging, anything. Yet every time he went through with it, his body wouldn't allow it. The Death's Embrace within his body would morph his body back into a humanoid shape, restoring his appearance. He did have one method out, however. It would obliterate his layer of Hell, sending it into nothing but void, not existing anymore - him along with it. For a long while, he got very close to doing this. So what stopped him? To this day, not even Ravan knows. He went into his hibernation and remained cocooned for hundreds of years.

"Arka Danava"
आ र् क दा न व

Most of Ravan's present time is spent either collecting information, or working on his own projects within the bottom-most layers of Hell which he stands guardian over. Whilst his mind still remains plagued with scenes of horrible torture, death and negativity - he continues to attempt to wipe all of that clean with the pure darkness of layer 665. Ravan wasn't a man who would be very open with people, and he is still not. His demeanor had quickly changed from the anxiety and depression ridden man to someone who was quick witted, crude and someone who did not believe in formalities or manners. At this present day, Ravan sits beside Sapheda and Kala at the second deepest layer of Hell - standing Guardian over Deveta and Death's embodiment. He doesn't consider himself friends with any of the other Rakshasa, but rather that they share a common purpose. In many ways, Ravan believes this free-will that was given to them is a curse, but in the end, what fun is life without making your own choices rather than being a mindless robot?