Being born of a genuine love between an Archfiend and a mortal woman, Moegi was never truly destined to live a normal life in the proper sense. Upon her birth, she had been given away to another. A woman and her husband who had only the greatest wish to be gifted with child. More over, willing to give up everything purely for the opportunity to have one. In return for things no one could reclaim once lost, they were gifted a beautiful child. As she grew and devloped, they learned there were many pecuilarities that seemed to be assosciated with the girl. Despite her beauty and delicate appearance, she was quite the delinquent. Finding amusement and fun in getting into fights with other children. Espeically as it seemed she was always the one to come out as the victor. Her pention for violence, her ravenous appetite and oddly profound intelligence seemed to be a source of concern for them. In this instance, the couple who had longed for a child to call their own came to feel something they had not expected to feel: Regret.

Little did they know, Moegi was very aware of their feelings. This, seemed to trigger a reaction from her she had not expected. Fear and discomfort. The notion of being abandoned or left because her parents no longer had care or want for her... Such feelings for any child were terrifying. But, it lead to what it was they had originally wanted of her. Suddenly, their once unruly child became sweet and tame. It was not that she was unable to be such things, it was merely that there was something so different to doing what her body wanted to do. Her hunger did not curve, but she did not often pick fights. As she grew older, she filled out, became softer and softer still. Though ever now and again she seemed to have flares of that fire she had hid... Yes, that fire never went away. It merely sat in the pit of her stomach, keeping her warm.

As an adult, she inherited quite a lump of money from an unknown benifactor. Such an amount to keep someone comfortable for as long as they live. Her parents had no explaination for it, though it made them nervous. Moegi could smell it. Their discomfort. It make her feel saddened, confused. But, it was her money to do with it as she pleased. As so, she eventually moved away. For whatever compelled her to go on, was beyond the arms of those who had raisied her. Moegi knew this, without a doubt in her mind.