Where do the dead belong in the world of the living if the living are already supposed to be dead? The year is 3137 A.D. Near peace has been established between the human and demons for nearly a millennium. However, that peace is deeply disturbed when the dead come back to the world of the living to judge those deemed sinful. In return, opening old wounds the world had chosen to forget.

Mystic Dark

 First, there was only darkness. No light. No glimmer..... Just darkness. My mind was lost in an endless sea of void. Drifting along an invisible current; waiting for my time to come. Then a voice. A murmur. Feminine in nature. It rang in my ears like a melody. Familiar. Strangely so. I listened for it again. Yearning for it. Then it called again. Louder this time. Stronger. 


The Day I Lost You (The Count)