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. ***
Lost in thought as a downpour of rain poured from the heavens, I found myself lost beside the window. It had been a while since I was by myself: I missed my mom and dad. It had been nearly five months since I entered this world, and most of it was spent in a coma. Yet so much had happened. So many lives were lost. And I've killed so many.
Almost smiling at the thought, I stared at the rain. We weren't that high up in the skies that we could escape the rain, but we were high enough to still see the glow of the crescent moon.
"It's almost midnight." I mused, closing my eyes when a shudder rippled through my heart. Unease, sorrow, pain, and fear crawled over my flesh, paling my skin as my eyes snapped open to the red.