It is perhaps time now for me to speak. I am the flesh child of Ckthonick and as far as I am aware a succubus. I do not know the whole story of my birth or conception. Only that while serving his penance in the Abyss somehow he was drawn to her they mated, and thus I was born.

You should know that I am an impossibility. Since time out of mind it has been known that the Alal are doomed to carry out their duties as Wardens of the Fallen God because, it is what they were created for. They are not creatures to whom the comforts of the Earthly plane are given. Until he met the parted thighs of a she demon.

I will skip that which you should not know. Simply know that we are not as the Kindred, nor are we as the other Infernals and various night creatures that crawl the Earth. We, they- are unto our/themselves.

And I? I am unto myself. For now.

I have arrived here to find my father and claim my birthright. Because I was never a mortal as he and my brethren were, and I am not totally of His blood. I am other. To you I appear as any other nubile young woman. Swarthy with the sort of eyes and lips that tell of one purpose. But that is not my true form. That is a secret. For now.

I have learned much in my time in this Realm. How to sate the hunger that burns within me. Physical pleasure. The taste of power. And the taste of flesh when it is held in my grasp.

At this point, I have traveled to New York. Searching for..I know not what. Recently I have noticed marks upon my flesh. A sigil and more. But that is neither here nor there. What is important is that I find what I crave.

A hunger grows now in me that is bigger and more terrifying than any other. Perhaps..it is time to begin a new era in the Alal. Our time comes.