Lord_Damocles

Torn from his friends and family after the brutal death of his Mother, a Young Zariel is tossed into the Nine Hells for the Sin of Existing. Viciously tormented by the Lords of Hell, he escapes with the help of the Weave. Broken and Defeated by Hell's torment, he awakens in a foreign world within the Realm of Aether, lost and alone.

Destined to be the Eternal Villain, Zariel arms himself against Gods and Demons and the Heros of Myth and Legends: King Arthur and his Holy Sword,  Excalibur. Sigfried and his Demonic Blade, Gram and Beowulf, and his Devil. 

Zariel sets out on a journey toward the Eternal Heavens and the Nine Hells, unsure of what awaits him.

Return of the Silver Devil

Tendrils of veins lined the young boy's frame, writhing in agony like small worms. Aurelia could only imagine what type of pain he was experiencing. Yet, not once did Zariel display any sort of pain. He remained poised, unmoving like stone.

Beads of sweat crowned Zariels brow. Still, he did not move, cycling the Arcana through his meridians along the path he'd grown accustomed to when the Stigma of the Black Heavens resonated with his will.

Aurelia gritted her teeth. 'That insensitive bastard.' she thought, counting the seconds. She'd hate this about him. Hated how he did things through threats of death. 'Would it kill him to not always risk his life?'

Bloodline Creation III