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. ***
Crowe Morningstar - Enemy or Ally
Peering out at the blood-stained ocean, I found myself filled with an unmistakable sense of alarm gnawing at my soul. Grandfather had told me about the Echos of Eternity, but feeling bloody rain hitting against my flesh, watching as it struck the earth and oceans, had filled me with the premonition of death.
The Realm of Arcadia would be filled with blood rain for an entire month. It was hard to believe such a thing was possible, but here I stood. Watching people continuing on as though this was normal.
The goddamn skies were PMS'ing, but no one on the docks seemed to care. Jesus. What type of fantasy world was I in?
"You said Fallen kidnaped you?" Eryth said as we approached a gate at what I could only assume was his home. "Can you tell me their names?"
"Hmmm. Lucifer, and Mephisto. Oh… and I guess someone by the name of Hellmaster. Odd name, huh."