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. ***
Zero Step I
Waiting for the night to govern the skies of Arcadia, I cycled the Ether through my meridians, embellishing within the insatiable sensation taking root in me, cultivating my life force. Each breath I took started to feel long and sporadic. But as the seconds followed by minutes, I began to notice the number of breaths I needed to sustain myself fade.
It was as if my entire body didn't need air anymore. With each pulse of my heart, each cycle of my Abyssal Qi through my meridians, I felt my pores come to life. I didn't need my mouth to breathe. I could breathe with the Ether around me.
"Amazing." Opening my eyes to the ebbing light vanishing over the horizon. A notification rang through my head.
[Ether Manipulation Lv 4 → Lv 5]