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

Eryth was the first to lower his saber and lift his gaze toward the turbulent skies. He grimaced. "It's a tribulation. It's rare for one to appear at the birth of a hearthstone, but… "He paused, shifting his gaze to me. His eyes softened a little. "Your no ordinary monster. Whatever you two did trigger this Heavenly Tribulation."

A knot of tension burrowed its way into my chest. "I can't leave, can I?"

"No," Vesryn answered. "Once a Tribulation commences, you are bound by the Heavenly Law to be judged and punished. Infringement will only result in a heavier sentence."

The knot in my chest tightened at his words. What the Hell could be worse than this? The moon and stars were gone. Lightning, the color I'd never even thought conceivable, was shrieking over the goddamn skies. How could this be worse? Why did I listen to Lily?

When have my parents not tried to kill me?

Rite of Two Kings II