Diabla, formerly known by another name, was born into a family that worshipped the Mitra and they expected her to as well. But one fortuitous day changed all that…
Diabla was about 13 years of age and was going about her normal routine, which consisted of a walk around the town, talking to the townspeople, and buying whatever was needed. On her way around town she decided she wanted to go a different way; she walked until she wound up in a new part of town. She walked through an alley just trying to find her way back. In the alley Diabla saw a group of older kids; they must have been about 18 maybe even 19, drawing and putting powder on the floor. With them there was an older man; he had red hair streaked with white and was talking to them in a different language, almost sounded like the forbidden kind.
Once they were done with spreading the powder and drawing on the floor, she noticed that it was in the shape of a pentagram. Then all of a sudden a new person came with a small child, about 5 or 6 years old; she looked scared and she looked around as if she was searching for someone. Diabla and the child made eye contact for a second but Diabla quickly turned around. The child screamed for help in her direction but Diabla wasn’t going to face them; they seemed strong and she was weak. Then as Diabla tried to listen she heard a blade unsheathing and the child was screaming. A moment later and there was no more noise; the child was no longer screaming.
Diabla curiously turned around and saw the little girl dead, lying on the ground bleeding from her wound. Then she saw the old man turning around and see her looking at the dead girl. Diabla freaked out and started running but the man said something and she froze long enough for him to come up to her.
He stared into her fear-filled eyes and said, “You will come with me.” Then with a wave of his hand she was able to move again but something deep in her heart made her go with the man.
Diabla asked what his name was and he answered, “My name is Kronos of Asmodeus and, if you will let me, I shall teach you the way of the Supreme Lord. If not, leave now and watch yourself.”
Diabla was now intrigued and then something took over her, “Yes teach me his ways and let me embrace him with open arms.”
The other kids looked at her and nodded; Kronos said, “These are your brothers and sisters. I have taught them, now I will teach you my child.”
Diabla looked up at the man and smiled with newfound excitement, “Thank you and please teach me well.” Diabla took a pause and remembered her family, “Well what will I do about my family?”
Kronos looked at her and responded, “Go back to them do what you must and meet me here tomorrow and I will show you to your new family. Bring whatever it is you need for you will not be going back” With that Kronos waved her off.
She ran back to her errands so her parents wouldn’t suspect a thing. Once everyone fell asleep she had her bag packed; there wasn’t much in it only some of her clothing and some money she stole. Diabla snuck out the window and as soon as she was out she ran, she ran towards the place where she had met Kronos and the others. Soon she thought, soon I will have a family that accepts me for who I am. With that she left leaving behind her family to join the worshipers of the Supreme Lord Asmodeus.
Years later after being trained in the ways of arcana and the way of worshiping, Diabla was now a true worshiper of Asmodeus. The cleric had either the choice to remain at the church with her family or leave with a blessing and spread the word about Asmodeus. Diabla already knew her answer. She was going to leave and spread the word of the worship; she was going to make others realize that Asmodeus was the way to go.
She bid her farewells and thanked Kronos for being her mentor and so she went leaving another family but this time they would stay in her tainted heart.
So why is she condemned to be burned you ask? Well once she left Diabla went and preached of evil and she summoned devils to give her advice on what area was most likely to give Asmodeus new followers just evil hearts with no guide; like her. While she was summoning a devil, Sir Balin of Karfeld, the famous witch hunter, came and captured her. So in a prison cell she is patiently waiting for her chance at escape or to be united with Asmodeus himself whichever comes first.
