"Furious, blamed him for casting their ancestors from the heavens. In their rage, they couldn't differentiate between demons and the true entity they feared."
"So... the humans attacked first?"
Mercy's lips curved into a cold smile. "Not entirely. Confusion bred suspicion, suspicion bred fear, and fear led to violence. There were casualties on both sides, of course. But there were also… alliances."
Hila's eyes widened in disbelief. "Alliances?"
"Indeed, Humans who saw the good in some demons, and demons who saw the potential in some humans. Unfortunately, such bonds were rare and fleeting. Generations passed, the alliances crumbled, and the animosity festered."