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.
Aurelia could not explain the level of fear she had staring at the emaciated flesh of Zariel, tinkering with some strange formula. It had been roughly two months since they were caught in this raging storm that carried their cottage to sea, submerging it far off the coast of the Dagger.
She had tried contacting Tiamat, but it seemed that all sorts of communication had been cut off. No doubt due to the starships surrounding this sector in space. Perhaps they destroyed Zariel servers back in Salem. She hoped that was not the case.
They were a few dozen miles beneath the ocean, under such tremendous pressure it was sure to kill anyone that didn't have tempered bodies. She had survived by diving into the water for fish, but no matter what she did, Zariel refused to eat. All he did was muttered aimlessly to himself.