The Casalyians are a noble race, maintaining the isolation their mechanical city in the sky affords them. Their abilities and wisdom exceed those of the humans.

But sixteen-year-old Creed Angelus has applied to the Council of for permission to visit with the Humans. His goal is clear and attainable, study the humans to see if his race could live with them.

But some stand in his way. The very same council members who permitted him are now targeting him. Finding offense in his unlikely heritage, they will pursue any avenue to destroy Creed.

His half-brother, Vincent, remains loyal and protective of his younger brother while pursuing his mission, the mysterious disappearance of his young wife.

Falling Darkness follows the quests of Creed and Vincent, their conflicts in Casalynn, bonding encounters with the humans, and subsequent battles with the Nards, sub-monsters dwelling underground.

Spiral of Event Segment 

The rescue of Creed is underway. Ashley has returned.

Crystal finds a new strength. Old lovers reunite. The villains succeed for a short moment. The curse of the nards is slowly being broken.

Gilded Age- A war comes to the three races. Can they win when cultures are clashing? Creed takes a more behind-the-scenes approach. Terrance is required to work. The notions they have shaped in the last two years are under threat. Trigger warnings for uncomfortable subjects 

A Branded Hope- A journey through a vast open world, a valley full of the unknown–can the group who left Elias survive?

Will Terrence and Crystal blossom? What will they find? What of Sue's and

Creed's relationship? What of the bonds that Sue develops?

What about the state of Elias and their inhabitants?

The Sar'an are bound to return. Who will strike first?

A journey full of bonding, a group who sings Creed's praises–it all leads to a country full of corruption with an evil leader. Trigger warnings

The Falling Darkness Series

Loyal and Airlond stood. Their air of authority is undeniable. Their thoughts each took different turns. Airlond’s face held a tight grimace. His eyes hardened, staring at his dead comrades. The people he was to lead. Have they grown so weak in the lap of their recent luxury’s? Did teaming up with the two races offer benefits or complacency? 


Loyal’s eyes searched the scene. She winced while turning a way. A few tears gathered and fell. She wondered about the few feet between the Nard king and her. She placed a hand on his forearm. “I am sorry for your losses.” 


He shrugged her hand off while grunting. “You cry too much for a leader.” 


Loyal nodded. “It seems all I do is lead and cry. I wasn’t ready for this,” she admitted. 


He blinked, tilted his head, his mouth switched to the right side, and then to the left. “We have become weak, after reverting.” 


Loyal paused, hand still outstretched. “Is it weakness?” 


Brand Hope: Mountain of Thoughts