With the constant battles between the holy and demonic army seeing no end, the citizens of each kingdom suffered the consequences of as a result by paying higher taxes whether it be monetary, food, land, and other 'carnal' needs. Border invasions increased, security decreased, the humble lives ruined by the bloodshed. Resulting in a migration and eventually the creation of a small town that welcomed anyone in regardless of race, having suffered the hardships of war there was nothing but peace that was sought after in the small village that gradually larger the longer the war continued. There had been plenty of bans instilled by each kingdom when it came to the other race, the biggest taboo being a mixed child.
Aiden had been the result of a marriage between a human and demon, however he didn't take many characteristics from his succubus mother making seem like a normal human as far as the normal eye could see with a little more charm and tained mana. Raised in a happy and loving environment as he learned the dangers of the outside. Particularly about those branded with the mark of hero and demon lord. How it created a natural cycle of conflict between those with it but the boy thought differently. What stops the people from friendly with one another? The brand on their shoulder? Their race? It couldn't be anything superficial could it?
As the years went by the question only continued to linger in his mind. Eventually seeking answers for the question the rookie paladin bore his village farewell. It was time for him to realize his destiny and move forward, wanting to bring an end to all conflict.