Hatssut

"The floor was so wet with blood it filled your shoes..." -Witness of a royal massacre In an idyllic desert kingdom, Hatssut only knew life as a naive, soft-hearted princess. When she was young, her parents succumbed to a mysterious disease, unintentionally subjecting her to a cutthroat political world; however, her advisors and ministers uplifted her, guiding her on a path to become queen. She trusted her subjects dearly, and often forwent the pretenses of royalty to treat them as family. If only she could've known how her kindness would be repaid. On the eve of her 20th birthday, an ascension ceremony was held to grant her queenhood and elevate her beloved to kinghood. The coronation became a bloodbath instead. The advisors and ministers she'd trusted so dearly rebelled against the monarchy, slaughtering everyone who remained loyal to secure their own twisted power. During the carnage, Hatssut's lover was murdered in cold blood right before her eyes. As she wailed and sobbed with his corpse in her arms, she was mocked for her idiocy, her cherubic face twisted with horror as she regarded those she had trusted with her very life. Finally, her blood stained the throne as well. She had been a fool, but for no longer. In death, Hatssut's boiling rancor earned admiration from the gods of the Netherworld; who would give her the opportunity for revenge -- if she proved herself worthy first. Hatssut serves the dark gods, killing corrupt kings and traitors across the realm. She's become cold, distant, and viciously cruel -- traits contrasting entirely with her former persona. Deep down she knows that rage and revenge will never be enough to fill the holes in her heart, but she is powerless to resist their call.