There is power in a true name... why should I give unto you mine? You may address me by my designation, Demonseed.

I have come to this mortal plane from the netherside, where my kind can still exist. Centuries ago we ruled this world in fear, but like gods, demons cannot thrive unless there is worship. And the Enlightened Man no longer worships and fears darkness like they did before.

So I have come, a lord of my own kind, to use this world as a gateway to arrive in a new living plane; one that my kind may thrive and be worshipped in once again. One of Agememnon's great eyes guides me on my quest. The fabled Greecian hero turned underside after death does not grant out his power lightly, and there are few besides me who do not fear his wrath so. However, should I fail in my quest, it is not only Agememnon's wrath I will fear.