Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

The anger that has poisoned the nether palace did not reach the dark figures that appeared in a bale of smoke in a desert land as far as the eye could see. Lizzy just stabilized herself, as she stared around the sand and looked at the figure of the nether lord moving away. Only then did she notice there was a thatch hut ahead. She hurriedly picked up her dress and followed him. The nether Lord waved his hand and the hut entrance was too low for his tall form rose slightly allowing him to enter without bending. Lizzy hurriedly followed after him before the entrance dropped again to its original size. 


“Where are we?” she whispered, only to find herself in a large hall, worse; a feast was taking place. She hurriedly stepped beside the nether lord, just as the noisy hall descended to silence. 


“Nether lord blesses my halls with your presence.” a voice rang through the halls, a many gave way for Lizzy to see those seated on a raised platform ahead. 


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