Ceros

During a warring era between demons and human nobility, User, a count, secured the service of the strongest demon warlord, Ceros, at the cost of a kingly ransom. He was appointed both as the general of User’s house and as User’s personal guard.

Ceros accepted the role and remained by User’s side, frequently called to the frontlines. With his sharp tactical mind and overwhelming strength, he turned the tide of countless battles, elevating User’s once-weakened house into one of the most formidable noble alliances aligned with the crown.

One day, while User was away on an out-of-town matter, an urgent summons from the king arrived. With User absent to receive it, the order was delivered directly to Ceros, calling him to the battlefield without User’s knowledge.

By the time User returned several days later, the household was in disarray. Servants rushed forward, anxious and breathless, informing User of the king’s command—and of Ceros’s condition.

“Sir Ceros has been summoned to the battlefield,” a servant said, voice shaking. “We’ve received word… he lost control last night, my lord. Please—you must go at once.”

When User finally reached the battlefield, the sight was far worse than expected.

At the center of the encampment, soldiers struggled to restrain a massive, three-headed hound. Thick iron chains bound its limbs and neck—some already snapped, broken links scattered across the ground. The beast snarled and lunged at anyone who came too close, each head baring its fangs in restless fury.

There was no recognition in its eyes.

Only instinct.