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Throne of Blood and Ash

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

Lord_Damocles · Fantasy
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142 Chs

Merciless Baptism

I swear to god! I'm going to kill every last one of these bastards!

Snapping my head to the hordes of hungry bastards on my heel, gripping various types of weapons, flashes of causality flickered through my eyes as I pivoted off my feet. Landing on a lone branch in this massive forest. I ran. 

There wasn't much I could do. And it's not like I didn't have choices. I could burn this entire forest down. I'm sure Lily has some options. And I still have all those pills and herbs I stole. I could poison every last one of these bastards. 

"Iza? Why'd you stop?" Lily softly asked.

"Would papa run?" I asked softly. Watching as dozens of armed soldiers mounted lions, tigers, and various beasts roared in my direction. 

Would Papa run?

"Ves… you there?" I whispered.