#ooooooooohhhhhh

Asamad looking back at his life and realizing where he ended up was always going to happen. it was inevitable. he was doomed the moment he gave into the temptation to use magic to twist the will of man into his service. having that much power over everyone, even his own fellow warlocks, was a recipe for disaster. that kind of power is almost never used for good, it always corrupts. people who think they’ll use it correctly are almost always wrong. he couldn’t have humanity under his control forever, there was bound to be a day where the forces of good would rebel against him. they could not and would not go on without their freedom. taking over the world is something they could not look past, and who would look past that? of course he would be locked within the chest, he was more evil and dangerous than the other 12 ghosts combined. he saw Asmodeus, his demonic form before it was even a thought in his mind, because it was in his heart the whole time. he felt the suffocation of the chest of demons before King Solomon even touched it because that suffocation originally came from Asamad’s own hands. his throne and his kingdom was built on deception, corruption, destruction, and arrogance. it was always meant to fall. he was a fool to think it was eternal. every empire built by men who are convinced they are eternal, that they themselves are eternal, will crumble. Asamad was an empire, and he too collapsed. the only remnants of him left are his portrait, Castle Van Ghoul, his blood that runs through Vincent’s veins, the chest of demons, and whatever is written about him in the Grand Tome of the Chest of Demons.

the concept of Nekara is soooo interesting cause she doesn’t know real love. she’s never known real love she doesn’t have any in her heart, she’s never been in love. all she knows is using fake love to gain power. she lures people in with what seems innocent at first but is actually so twisted and warped and dangerous. she doesn’t care about real love, what she only cares about is power and control over her victims. once she gets what she wants from a victim, she goes onto find another one. she never commits, she never forms any real bond or connection with anyone nor does she want to. she’ll never be satisfied, she’ll always hunger for more. she’ll always hunger for power, more control, more victims. and she doesn’t care who she hurts, she doesn’t care what she takes away from people, because she doesn’t care about anyone else. and no one’s ever truly loved her either.