Lord_Damocles

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. 

Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. 

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Throne of Blood and Ash

Cheeks reddening at the majestic portrait drenching the earth, I found my eyes wet with tears. It was beautiful. My heart was just melting.

[Madness II lv 5 → lv 8]

I love this world. How could father keep such a beautiful thing from me? How could he allow me to walk around so blind?

Sensing a palm on my shoulder, I glanced at Crowe, eyeing me. " You good?"

Pointing towards the red, I pursed my lips. "I wanna play in the puddle."

"Hell of a red flag. But I'm going to just ignore that. Ves, can you grab Lorenz. I don't know what the hell is going on, but we need answers."

Awakening to our situation, I stared at the smiling Lorenz. Almost like his men's death didn't register, he merely stared at Victor. There wasn't even as much as a shutter or an inkling of awareness. He just stood there when Victor approached.

Birthing Demoness