Return of the Silver Devil
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.
The Devil and his Lies
He came from the turbulent skies, shrouded by the thunder that appeared to welcome him. Pale light from distance arcs of lightning caught the aged face coming from the skies. Robes of Trinity billowing from off his shoulders.
It had been a while since Zariel last saw Ivan. Yet he seemed to have aged another decade. He was pale and lanky. The wrinkles seemed even deeper than before, cutting across his face, neck, and shriveled fingers sticking out of his cloak. He had a look of disbelief as he floated down from the skies, marking the slaughter below.
Few he could count on one hand that held the level of skill in the game of killing; fewer were ruthless enough to actually do it.
"Where is the Atrium?" Ivan's voice was urgent, demanding. "We know you have it! The Dragon decreed it."