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For the vast majority of her miserable life, Eris Darkmore had never truly understood humanity and their rather strange desire to pray to a higher power, their desires to worship them, to fall to bloodied knee and beg for a salvation that wasn't theirs to so freely give, to be their churches, their martyrs. In fact, she pitied them, sneered at them, condemned them because if their gods were real then there would be mercy, there would be light where only the black abyss of sin prevailed...and maybe if gods were real then she wouldn't have spent her childhood being tormented in a lab to become a psychic wonder.

But when she had stumbled into Columbia University for a rare chance at blessed normalcy...it was there that she finally met someone who she couldn't dare even attempt to scoff at.

Matt Murdock would be her angel or her damnation she had once believed with a mouth full of whiskey and smoke, unable to tear her gaze away from that damning smile that shone like the sun....because in his blinding presence she'd had the chance to be good, to do good with divine ecstasy, to look past the darkness that ensnared her and see the light of his burning fire disguised as passion and rage, the chance to be guided into letting her curse be a blessing and not a sin...and yet she had found the answer in his absence...when she had finally fallen into the shadows and descended to hell, decaying and rotting with the heat of the flame to burn her and mold her anew.

Because, you see, Eris's father was a rather dangerous man, a murderous villain and even that was putting it lightly...he was simply a monster in a tailored suit, the reaper of the crime world, the butcher, the harbinger of raptured souls that had clawed his way to power with fingers sawed right down to mere bone and blood, until his very name alone made empires tremble and crumble. But he was also the man that had found her through the ashes, through the corpses of the men who had tried to play god with a young mutant and paid the price, he was the one that took her in, that sheltered her, that saved her, that adored her most completely.

Somehow in the crooks of his love, she had found her salvation, she found something to worship, to pray too, to die for and to kill for on bloodstained knees. In his wake, she had built a cathedral of spite and splintered bone, she had built something to store her hatred, her sin, her power, just waiting for a moment to uncage it, waiting for a moment to be needed and set free...to live up to the namesake so lovingly bestowed upon her.

And so, of course, when her father eventually came calling as the world grew far darker and larger that it once had, when the whispers of Phantom and Wraith began to haunt through the air like ghostly lullabies screeching in the night, Eris had no choice but to do as phantoms did and disappeared into the shadows to be his weapon while leaving her heart, her chance, her soul with the boy in red glasses and bruised knuckles, the boy who wasn't even aware that she'd ruin herself into millions of pieces for him, the boy that made her suffering feel religious because he'd did it right.

Love was her religion now and forevermore, it was the only thing worth dying for, worth living and praying for and everything in between...and so when Eris found herself back in hell's kitchen being hunted by the devil himself in every shadow, in every corner and turn where the scent of blood and ash festered in the air like hell...it was then that she realized that she'd burn for it indeed.

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"AND IF THE DEVIL WAS TO EVER SEE YOU, HE'D KISS YOUR EYES AND REPENT."

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Dedications.
-firestar -hanlonss minzynari ichorborn lionessoftheseas MysterousGirl persephonegirls Iebeaus _milothegoat_ sukibenders in other words my enablers. Honestly, I've tried to hold off making a daredevil fic since I watched the show like two years ago...and yet here we are. Also, while I don't usually use face claims in my stories for the purpose of letting everyone having their own personal imaginations...Eris's adoptive crimelord dad(dy) is 100% played by PEDRO PASCAL, I'm sorry, I don't make the rules. (I definitely do and y'all can't stop me.) Hope you all enjoy it! <33

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