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. ***
School Life II
"…Something about the Acolytes of the Eternal Flame wanting your head."
I could feel Crowe's narrowing eyes focusing on me. Judging me, but I pretended not to care. You can't make everyone happy. And I'm too lazy too. If those bastards of the Eternal Flame want the smoke, Iza will burn them alive so that they may see their lord in the afterlife.
That was what it meant to have power, right?
Following Vessi into the Lecture Hall, I found that he had taken up a seat at the far end beside the door for a quick exit. I sat next to him, grinning as he begrudgingly groaned to my satisfaction.
"Did you miss me?"
He ignored me.
"Vessi~" I nudged my head against his shoulder, grinning. "Did you miss Iza?"
Nearly pushing off his seat with how much force I was placing on his shoulder, he sighed. "If I say yes, will you stop bothering me?"
"Nope."
Vesyrn gave a low hum groan. "... Yes… I missed you. Happy?"