[Warning: Some Content in this Chapter may be disturbing to some readers. Your discretion is advised.]
Galdyr was a very, very hungry man.
His mother and father often said that if they didn't feed him at least five times a day, even as an infant, he would bite their fingers whenever he was fed.
He would run across town, making friends with all manner of children, in-order to get a nice dinner at their homes, even after he'd eaten for the nth time that day.
No, in-fact, I don't think he ever shirked off the chance to eat- even if it was a delicacy unknown to man.
Perhaps, that was why he was contracted by Belzye, the Great Demon Lord of Gluttony.
But Gluttony does not just mean hunger. No... it is all things insatiable.
Knowledge, Power, food, war, anything you can imagine, Galdyr wanted it- and in-bulk.
He once pried the limbs from a woman in-order to eat them all, before defiling her for a fortnight and a half. To which all he had to say, "The meat is too lean".
He bashed the skull of a man into the bricked wall of a building, only to suck the gray matter straight from the now "fine cup" made from his head. To which all he had to say, "Too chewy".
Galdyr performed in all manner of things, with the aide of Belzye.
Belzye was always considered one of the strongest demon lords, as the the firstborn of Lucy herself. No, fool, he was not born of her in the sense of humans and other mammals... Belzye was born of Lucy's direct actions. Her sowing of malignant tumors that would grow, and doom humanity.
Belzye was born of Humanity's failure, and to that end, he very much enjoyed bringing it to pass again, and again... and again.
Galdyr Rasmussen was born in Norway in 1397 on the Gregarian Calendar. And lived for over five-hundred years, dying in 1993. His one lament?
H̷e̷ ̶h̸a̵d̵n̷'̷t̴ ̵e̴a̸t̵e̴n̶ ̶e̷n̵o̶u̷g̴h̵ ̷c̵o̶r̶p̷s̷e̸s̸