Also from my demon narrative, this is Luc’s uncle, Alabast, king of the frozen wastes at the lowest level of the demonic realms. His older brother, in a fit of rage, thinking Alabast was trying to usurp his throne, tore off his wings and cast him out. Now Alabast plots his escape from his desolate kingdom as his heart grows ever colder. Perhaps when Luc and his group arrive, they will find a way to help him, or find themselves hopelessly lost in an endless desert of snow and ice...
*** Wrote myself into my story. :P Well, physically he is mostly me, our personalities are pretty different... then again I've never been forced into isolation for hundreds of years in a frozen hellscape!









