"Take your clothes off," Jason Alpha says, a weird smile on his face. "You need to be decontaminated." A cold drop of sweat runs down my back. "Are… are you serious?" I suppose stripping down in front of myself isn’t shameful or anything, but… Helen’s watching… Shrugging, I grumble silently to myself and start to…
The five of us inhale sharply as we arrive back at Axis Mundi. Well, Harold doesn’t, but he’s a robot. The stress of everything we’ve just been through hits us like a ton of bricks, and everyone, including me, slump down onto our butts. A dozen angels nearby turn to stare at us quizzically before…
Papers covered in scribbles litter my desk. Some are drawings, while others have hastily scrawled notes, and all of them serve one purpose; solving the mystery. I’ve long wondered how the foundations of demon society were built, and how we managed to come out on top during the Energy Wars. Demons are not educated on…
Jason Alpha and Harold examine their surroundings, trying to figure out what’s going on. It only takes the old man a few seconds, but the other me is a little bit slower on the uptake, and certainly more relaxed. "Helen, sweetheart… what were ya’ll up to? This don’t look like the ding-dang Labyrinth ta’ me."…
With a single word, I transport the five of us a dozen miles across the open plains, and we teleport a few hundred yards above the area Tvoorik pointed out from before. The instant we appear, everyone takes a defensive stance, and we put our backs to each other, whipping our heads around to search…
The purple sky gives a feeling of other-worldliness to this… other-world. Everything is tinted by a hue that makes the pale skin of my girlfriends turn a sickly blue. The ground is covered with tiny red plants that remind me of brambles, and not a sound can be heard anywhere in the world nearby. While…
The demon with the robes, Tvoorik, smiles giddily as his eyes scan me up and down. "You’re a huge fella! And that skin makes you look like a shadow-walker variant!" All around us, people mill around in the outpost, some of them glancing warily at the demons before spotting Cassiel and going back to their…
Samantha and I follow Helen and Cassiel as the older woman walks around Axis Mundi, a cheekily named dimension that the hundred or so remaining angels live in. She points out each angel we come across and has Cassiel shake their hands. "This man is Roger, he used to be an architect before he died,…
Tvoorik moans and whines as we travel the winding maze of the Labyrinth, stumbling against the wall every so often and letting out a pitiful yelp. I tried helping him along for a while until I realized what was really going on. "Oh, the pain! The pain! My poor, aching head! I need medical! I…
A waning sun in the sky illuminates the streets of Hero City enough that the boy and girl can just barely make out the faces of the shopkeepers closing up their stalls for the day. A cold breeze blows down the streets, an artificial effect created by the god who formed this world in the…
