With Mephisto’s arrival, demonkind’s inevitable defeat suddenly reverses, sparking a glimmer of hope in the eyes of every Emperor present. Crow, having lost one of her arms, Yumagi, having long since stopped treating the battle as a game, and Kristoff, having reluctantly accepted his imminent death, all stare in shock at the newcomers. Mephisto’s gigantic…
The Cherubiim rockets from Hell Harbor’s atmosphere into space, flanked by Jörmungandr and hundreds of its other summons. It leaves behind a few dozen primordial lifeforms to harass and ultimately kill the Demon Emperors, but compared to the massive Volgrim armada, the demons no longer pose the Archangels much threat. Despite thousands of kilometers separating…
Recommended Listening Wolfram, no longer a Demon Emperor, but a Demon Deity towering above all other members of his species, stands fifty meters tall. Blackened energy swirls around his body, gathering into his claws and chest to empower every inch of his frame. His enemy, the Cherubiim, evaluates him with the insight of a fellow…
Recommended Listening Three Archangels, united. Not in tens of eons has the universe witnessed such a terrifying sight. Once the supreme entities of life itself, the creators of reality, and the flesh-forgers of countless sentient sub-species, the Archangels were once revered and feared by all life underneath them. Even their own creations, the monstrous entities…
With Kristoff’s ability to see Uriel’s true body, and with Yumagi’s power to see through Raphael’s illusions, the Archangels’ previous ploys at deception no longer have any chance at succeeding. However, the wily Archangel of Wisdom stays one step ahead of his demonic adversaries by switching up his tactics. Over the next ten rounds, Michael…
"Zzz… Zzz… Zzz…" Bael peacefully slumbers, ignoring all the hullaballoo happening in the world around him. Sometimes, his foot reflexively kicks, in the same way a puppy’s might as he imagines himself running free in a field. "Hehe… kitty… pet kitty… pet bunny… hehe…" Something tickles the Duke of Pain’s ear. He leans his head…
Round Three of the Glyphmancer’s game continues. All of the demons tense up, yet the Archangels and their illusions appear oddly calm, as if the whole battle is proceeding according to some pre-established plan. Once they regain their ability to move, Raphael’s seventy-five illusory copies of himself, his brother, and his sister, begin to shift…
Hell Harbor, at the epicenter of a scorched battlefield. Emperor Yumagi, the Glyphmancer, levitates off the ground. He slowly floats up into the sky, facing across from Archangel Uriel and her two construct-brothers. Multiple beads of light shine on his forehead, each one telling the tale of a pre-activated Tarot Card augmenting his abilities… or…
Tarus II, at the western side of the Fortress of Retribution, in the Hospital Division. Thousands of wounded soldiers lay in makeshift hospital beds assembled not through Jason Hiro’s Wordsmithing, but through his wife’s molecular assemblers. After returning from Faith’s End with the angel, Phoebe Hiro quickly got to work with her assemblers, building simple…
General Chadwick and Corporal Hurent rush down the prison’s corridors, turning left and right, going up several flights of stairs while five thousand exosuit-wearing troopers follow them. "Contact lost with Lieutenant Samuel!" Hurent says. She checks her heads-up display and grimaces. "His life signs are erratic. He must have taken one hell of a hit!"…
