Kar and I spend the next several hours following the main ‘road’ that weaves across Hell Harbor’s coastline. Comparing it to streets on Earth makes it seem extremely primitive, given how its surface is made of compacted dirt and not concrete or something more durable. Well-worn ruts in the ground tell a tale of the…
After speaking a Word of Power, I step toward Mara and ease her to the ground. To my surprise, the blonde-haired demoness melts into my arms, weighing so little that I have a hard time believing her body isn’t made of feathers and fluff. After laying her on the ground, I do the same for…
As the Monster King and his Baron-level sidekick slow to a stop, Mara’s eyes immediately snap to the newcomer. Her gaze hardens as she scrutinizes him from head to toe. The young Baron wears a simple black cloak, one mirroring Mara’s. A hood rests over his face, concealing his thin and wispy blond hair, further…
Two weeks have passed since Kar, Blinker, and I left Marie Becker’s secret engineering facility. We’ve spent all that time searching for a ‘keymaster,’ a Warper demon with the access rights to Hell Harbor. Hell Harbor is a world unlike any other, with a complex demonic incantation protecting it from teleportation magic. From what I’ve…
Having lived on Tarus II for a few weeks now, I’ve come to regard it with the utmost suspicion, but who can blame me? Before I came here, I never liked humans. I always thought they were smelly, rude, and, most importantly, weak. Now, I can say with the utmost confidence that humans are a…
Elsewhere in the galaxy, somewhere on a distant planet far removed from the Labyrinth, a giant mass of monsters clumps together and performs various drills assigned to them by their military instructor. Artorias, the current possessor of Barbatos’s body, paces back and forth as he fixates his piercing gaze on the nearest cluster of trainees….
Recommended Listening "So. You’re one of the Wordsmiths. I wonder, are you Hope, or are you Jason?" Gressil, the Labyrinth’s lone prison warden, cocks his right head slightly. All four of his arms hang loosely at his sides, almost as if he hasn’t a care in the world. However, the seven-foot-tall human standing before him,…
Jepthath’s visions fade away, returning Hope’s mind to the Three King’s chamber. He stays silent for a moment while gazing up at the Illuminator’s statue. Eventually, when Jepthath doesn’t say anything, Hope clears his throat. "Is that how everything ended? Your story, I mean. Seems a little anticlimactic." Solomon, Arthur, and Jepthath’s statues loom overhead,…
Nineteen years passed. Camael granted me divine artifacts to locate, suppress, and exterminate any demons I came across. I made sure not to waste her gifts. Jepthath’s visions shift again. Images of humans storming through underground passages, across vast, open fields, and climbing steep mountains flash by one by one. The sheer number of ascended…
Due to the wound Bael dealt me; I was forced to withdraw along with my troops. Naturally, our retreat still ended up bearing many fruits. In total, we slew more than three thousand demonic broodmothers, though what proportion of the whole that amounted to, we did not know. Within three days, the newfound Titan power…
