Kree

**Kree** (*Kristineaux Adakai*), 7th member of The Primeval Order where they also go by the alias *Azure Hyacinth*. They are a supporting character in the cast, originally introduced as one of the only people who showed sympathy towards Hydri during his time in the cult. Kree is a mute character and only speaks either through a certain sign language or magic.

## Appearance

For a demon, Kree is about average in height with a pale complexion and a scar that goes over their cheeks and nose. They have a matching scar on their chin likely from the same cause. They have teal eyes and matching teal hair along with curled ram like horns and wings with a matching color. They usually wear black turtlenecks and cloaks, the cloak something most the cult members wear.

## Personality

Through most of the series it's a bit of a mystery what Kree acts like, only the Amethyst Devil really knew what their backstory is for a very long time. When they were little, they were playful and extroverted, but Kree had been wronged time and time again to the point they no longer speak due to a previous trauma. While Kree is a rather reversed person now, there are moments when rage consumes them and they usually go on vengeful rampages only to feel intense guilt once they calm down.

## History

Kristineaux Adakai, also known as Kree was born to a poor family of demons. They had an older sister about two years older then them at the time, despite being poor, it was nothing new to most of the demon race. Thankfully they had enough to get by and lived a rather consistent and tranquil life for a few years. When Kree was five, the constant war between the borders became too much, their father had died brutally, so much so that his body was never recovered. Their mother went into a horrible depression and on their sixth birthday, their mother had finally stopped breathing after sitting on the sofa for several weeks unwilling to eat or sleep. They never shed a tear, even when their sister was screaming in fear. They were still confused by the concept of death.

Their uncle then took them in, however that was when things got rather complicated and life grew harsh. Their uncle wasted away and never had the proper money to feed them, barely into the first year in living there and their sister was sold off to some child traffickers so he could have the money to fall deeper into his alcoholism and horrible life style. Kree had begged and cried for him to bring their sister back, but their uncle had had enough and started locking a muzzle to their face to shut them up whenever Kree became ‘too annoying’, further silencing their cries. Occasionally, a stranger they’d never got to see the face of began coming to the run down home and giving them a generous amount of food, sometimes sitting with their backs to the door and talking while their uncle was away.

Good things didn’t last though, their friend had stopped visiting all of a sudden, days went into weeks until one day Kree and their uncle had a conversation, their uncle slipping that he’d found a young boy sneaking around his home. He saw it as trespassing on his property so he did what he had to and smash an empty glass across his head. Kree, blood drained from their face, no sound escaping them as the muzzle was digging into their skin. Four years went by and Kree had gone numb, the muzzle having scarred and permanently tore their skin. At this point, Kree was twelve, though because of how thin and malnourished they were, they looked about eight, but their eyes looked sunken and deep like a full grown adults.

One particular night, their uncle had bought a new brand of wine, knocked out to the point nothing could possibly wake him. Originally Kree had snuck in to get food and possibly a drink, however the fact that their uncle was so unmoving made them stop. There was no hesitation nor guilt in their eyes as they mercilessly stabbed their uncle over and over again until the entire room was painted in a crimson red. By the time they came to, the sight should have surprised them, should have made them retract and drop the knife, but when they looked as the disfigured bloody image of their uncle, all they did was smile.

The only thing they wanted to do was find their sister, and they searched for years, killing and destroying any child trafficking organization that came in their path. Several people praised them and spoke about ‘the hero who saved their children’, but they were selfish, they didn’t care about the other children, they would turn around and kill each and every one of them if they had wrong them in any way. They were approached at first by a woman in a dark cloak, saying that’d she’d aid them in their search for their sister, if they’d join her and help with her wish instead. Of course, they thought of it as bullshit and rejected it on the spot and shoving her away to continue their search.

By the time they were fourteen, they’d finally been gifted a clue to as to where their sister was. It was small, minuscule, but for Kree it was a break through. Through the time they went searching, they had killed dozen of people for failing in helping them find their sister.
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Kree was unbothered, causing a ruckus and destroying room after room that didn’t harbor their sister. That was when one of the children grabbed their attention, leading them to a graveyard to see if their sister had been buried there.

Searching tombstone after tombstone, their anxiety grew and grew, never wanting to imagine their sister to die in such a horrible place. Yet there she was. “Mazikeen Adakai, Child #24” Written on the tombstone. The first emotion they went through was rage, being unable to properly express their grief so they took it out on the already crumbling building. The level of power they held greatly intrigued the amethyst devil, Regina, having watched the scene from a distance. Kree burnt the entire place down and when the children cheered and thanked them generously, Kree looked nothing even close to happy, this wasn’t for them, for Kree was selfish.

Feeling no will, no purpose to show mercy on anyone or anything anymore, they massacred every last child inside the place, feeling that if all of them could celebrate after so many people died, they deserved to die with them. That way their sister wouldn’t be lonely. After such a bloody scene, the amethyst devil approached them once more, offering them a place to live, a place to show their anger, a place where they could get revenge on every last person who deserved it. Kree, being fourteen greatly disbelieved such a thing, thinking that having such great power would be nearly impossible.

Of course, Regina expressed that the plan was just beginning. They’d start small, gather as many wronged people as they could, all while targeting every single thing that each person wanted destroyed. For Kree, it was the filthy bastards that bought kids like they were some pet. For Regina, she told them it was people who tried to destroy a good family, unloyal husbands, cheating wives or anything in that category. Kree finally accepted the offer, feeling they had no place anywhere else and without somewhere to go or someone to be with, they might’ve just killed themselves if it wasn’t for her, the amethyst devil.