GD_Cruz

The Lord of Death is dead and the Abyss is in turmoil. While its most powerful denizens vie for control over Death’s seat, a young reaper named Morgana sees a golden opportunity. She hatches a plan to rise above the ranks of Death’s former servants and travels to the mortal plane in search of the perfect soul to become her accomplice.

Leonardo Dante, the world’s greatest game developer, is dying tonight. As a young man he sold his soul to Death for more time to chase his dream. But as the sun sets on his life for the final time, he meets a strange teenage girl who offers him a choice; be reaped by her and join countless lost souls in the Abyss or help her bring order to Death’s domain by duping foolish mortals called gamers into selling their souls to her.

Despite being conflicted by this fiendish request, Leo’s desire to finish his dream outweighs any guilty conscience, and so the pair forms a strange new partnership. Together they set out to create the ultimate gaming experience!

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Game Master of Souls

Ath3na was like a leech that was draining Morrigan at Noon of her power, and no amount of shoving could pry her off.

Morrigan's attempts to blast Ath3na away were also dampened by the drain, and it actually seemed to Jaybird like she'd drain the life out of the witch.

"You cannot take what is mine, foolish girl," Morrigan snapped.

"There's not enough of you left to stop me," Ath3na snapped back.

Everyone just watched as this happened because it didn't seem like there was any room for them to intervene in this struggle of wills. In fact, a single thought was floating in the surface of Jaybird's mind. "Women be crazy…"

They all heard the sound of an elevator's grate swinging upward, and all gazes turned toward the person who'd just stepped out of it.

"Guys… there's two of them now," Bulldog Alfie reported.

"You…" Morrigan at Noon managed to say despite looking quite weary already. "You're not welcome in my domain…"

Prelude to War