In the search of her goddess mother who abandoned her on birth, Jevelene leaves behind a cold Italy to the magical kingdom of Alkinshime in the icebergs of North Sweden. But what she ends up finding was completely beyond her fantasies. A demon and a demigod, a magical horse that leads them to a a curse upon the doomsday clock that spins the entire world to an inevitable apocalypse. It's a race against time, with a being that controls time on your side and about a thousand gods on the other. Demons, ghouls, witches, gods all against one immortal Gatekeeper. Where your magic becomes your shackles, only a human can save us. But again, it's a race against time because all you have is just ten days to doom and twelve stars to gather.

"Tell me, father 
what to ask forgiveness for?
What I am, or what I am not?
Tell me, mother
What should I regret?
What I became, or what I didn't?"

Dear Ms Lady Demigod: Twelve Days To Doom

Soon, thousands of demons surrounded Vierne, she looked at them when Delph grabbed her hands and pushed her down. /"What a beauty,/" Delph grinned and Vierne grabbed him by this throat, he choked and struggled, /"Beauty is a mark to lure the cursed. Curs like you, especially,/" She smirked.

Paimon stepped on her throat, /"Leave him or I'll crush your neck,/"

/"Try me! I'd better die that way then die of getting raped by filth like you,/"

Paimon laughed, /"Filth? You mean that?/"

He pointed at the blight on her neck, /"The contamination has begun, lady gatekeeper,/"

She clutched Delph's neck tighter, digging her claws into his skin, /"PAIMON, SHE'LL KILL ME!/"

Paimon moved his hands towards Delph's neck but Delph's neck suddenly fell away from his torso, his body falling back. He was dead. Paimon turned and looked up, he saw a golden glow on the windows high near the roof, opposite to where Leviathan sat.

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