Many stories come with the name Grimsbanne. Most of them were stories of how exceptionally cursed they were, powerful, and born to stand at the peak of the blood hierarchy. These things weren't secrets, especially for those who were born and raised on the mainland, for they grew up in an environment where they were overly aware of the Grimsbanne's existence.
However, there was one minor detail only a few had heard about.
Samael had long accepted that they were cursed, connected to a demon, or what others called descendants of evil. Only today, as he stood before a real demon, had Samael realized all those accusations and rumors were true. But it was much more tragic than horrifying.
