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?
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!"…
Belial struggles against the dreamlike restraints binding her to a table. Despite her deity-like strength and ability to shatter demonstone with her bare hands, once trapped inside of Lucifer’s Demonic Trance, no amount of physical power will avail her. The slab holding Belial prisoner levitates vertically, allowing her to watch as a giant, open field…
Beneath the surface of the Earth, a man in an exosuit calmly walks past the badly beaten figures of two dozen demon grunts, yet another pair of Demon Lords, and three orcs. His faceless figure causes shivers to run down their backs as they replay the moment the seemingly inferior human struck them down and…
Belial dives toward Lucifer. She hits the ground with a roll and props herself up on her palms, then uses her legs to deliver multiple kicks at unexpected angles. The Emperor of Providence gets forced onto the backfoot by her attacker’s superior leg-strength, making her use both of her upper arms for defense while her…
