In The Underworld, Chaos Reigned...
Only the fittest survived as the strong literally fed on the weak. The war of the demon royal families has been happening for years, and the fallen Angels in the midst of it all only made matters worse.
The cosmos had never seen the level of destruction that now plagued all of creation....
...A father gasped for breath, his face a mask of pain as the blows rained down on him. He lay in the dirt, clutching a loaf of bread he had stolen—his desperate attempt to feed his starving children. His ribs felt like they were cracking under the weight of the merciless kicks. Blood smeared his lips as he pleaded through broken words, his voice a weak whisper, "Please... for my children..." But the guards showed no mercy. This was the surface—cruel, cold, and indifferent.
Yet, far below the surface, hidden from the harsh world above, a completely different life flourished.