A young man named Jason Hiro is depressed and feels as if his life is aimless, thus he volunteers to enter a cryogenics program so his body will at least be useful for science. He wakes up 100,000 years in the future, only to discover that humanity has gone nearly extinct, the humans who remain are all slaves, and the slave masters are the Demons. Humans are nothing more than chattel for their new overlords.
Demons now rule the galaxy, but Jason discovers he has a unique power called Wordsmithing, a magic which descends from the legends of King Arthur and Solomon, one that can rewrite the fabric of reality based on his imagination and cast by speaking a single Word of Power. Will Jason be able to uplift and save humanity? Or will the forces of evil prove too powerful to overcome?
Mara, the Duke of Collection, and Xena, the Baron of Trading. Not long ago, they were roughly as powerful as one another. Both of them were Barons. While Mara was listed as the public face of the clan and often referred to as the ‘leader’ of the Tarot Sect, her actual demonic strength, like that…
Mara, the Duke of Collection, stands inside the Labyrinth Core, along with a host of other low and high-level demons, all waiting for the chance to return to their homeworlds. While she waits, one of the highest-level demons from the Fifth Hell of Calamity walks over to her side. "Hello, Mara." Says Crow, the blue-feathered…
Corporal Linda Hurent departs the Tarus II hospital with a heavy heart. Being the person who was supposed to watch over a dozen young girls as their caregiver and ensure their safety, the deaths of three of her charges leaves her feeling hollow inside. Her gloomy eyes gaze forward while she walks. Occasionally, a random…
Back inside the Tarus II General Hospital, Cassiel and Soleil sit in the waiting area down the corridor from the ICU. Already, they’ve both returned to their human forms, mostly to shield themselves from the scrutinizing eyes of the public. Once again back in the black and brown-haired ordinary human bodies, they draw no attention…
Soleil’s declaration sucks the wind out of the room. The gazes of every observer present become filled with suspicion. The first person to speak turns out to be Rosalia, watching from the sidelines. "I think the culprit should be obvious. Those bugs attacked the children out of nowhere, yes? Doesn’t that seem suspicious to any…
Cassiel flies for ten full minutes. While her wings would usually allow her to cover the distance in ten to twenty seconds, lugging more than a dozen people on her spiritual-platform drastically slows her speed down while also draining her energy. Sweat streams down her face. The veins on her forehead begin to bulge. She…
South of the Fortress of Retribution, ten miles distant from the city’s upper plateau, a small stream trickles down from a mountain to the east, deposits into a twenty-foot-deep lake, and eventually splits off into a second stream that trails out to the western ocean. At this mid-sized lake, a good distance away from the…
North-side of the Fortress of Retribution. Tarus II. Half a dozen men and women, including two demons, walk toward a certain newly-built installation on the northern side of Tarus II’s biggest city. This facility, referred to by most people as the Queen Network, is one of humanity’s newest inventions. Created by a small cabal of…
Two days earlier. Archangel Uriel, after witnessing the end of the Stormbringer Tribunal, felt unsatisfied. She and her brothers darkly watched as Beelzebub advanced to Emperor, gained untold power, and was summarily ‘pardoned’ by Jason Hiro. Disgusted, they had no choice but to observe from the sidelines as yet another evil, detestable bloodskin walked free,…
"Mildred?" Jason repeats. "Do you mean-" "I think you know already." Rebecca quickly says with a perfunctory smile, while glancing around. Jason realizes he nearly made a mistake by bringing up Marie’s treasure trove of artifacts, an existence which the Volgrim should hopefully still be in the dark about. And in that moment, several other…
