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

Abyssal Qi flaring off my being like a flood sucking in all the negative emotion of the battlefield, Heaven End reacted to the flow of the battleground, tainted by war and carnage. An Azure Blaze slithered over my flesh like an unfathomable flame, carrying a pressure that didn't belong. It was evil, chaotic, destructive, and pure. It was an aura that felt supreme in every way.

Zinaya's expression twisted as her dreadful might she once held dwindled to a manageable pressure. In turn, the almighty sensation within me deepened my control of my mind and body. Allowing the images of Causality to run clearer.

"Iza, you can't win this one," Lily softly said. "She's a Demon. You are outmatched. You are too young. Run."

Path to Supreme