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

Studying Zariel in meditation, a satisfied palm on his belly and a small bright grin on his lips that could surely make any girl blush, Aurelia nearly wanted to laugh. He was absorbing Arcana. Slowly. But there was nothing they could do about that. Out at sea, Arcana seemed far thinner for some reason. It seemed almost absent.

In a while, he would surely take out an Arcane Stone instead when he got bored.

'Just you wait. I'll fix you soon.' Closing her eyes, Aurelia reached into herself, then out, pushing her spirit from out of her body into that strange world of mist. It was getting easier and easier to walk into the world of mist or dreams. No one knew which.

World of Dreams