The past.
14 DELTA
"I lost my grandfather," She stood in the living room. Alone. In the dark. While the rest of the family slept. "God, why me? I prayed you!" She hissed, "That if you saved my grandfather I would follow you forever. But you didn't, why? I thought you were loving? You obviously don't love me."
"He doesn't love us." A thought in her head seemed to come to the front of her mind.
"If he doesn't love us then he hates us right?" Delta talked to herself.
"He hates us. God hates us."
"Then we must hate him?"
"Yes." A thought said.
"Yes." Another thought
"Yes." A third.
In her head, she did it. A conversation with herself at night alone for three years. Making. . .Three dark figures forming coming into being and alive in the dark or in her head actually. "You three are Trinity Demon."
"We are Trinity Demon," the three girls answered back. All looking a bit like her just a little different.