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?
Phoebe Hiro, now the Head Commander of the Anti-Demon Resistance, paces back and forth in front of six hand-picked leaders of the various warfronts. Her guests sit on rocks set in the middle of the field not far behind the warp-gate encampment’s western wall, while all of them face her and listen intently to what…
Ose, the Emperor of Infiltration, strides through the wall of demons parked at the entrance to the Core. A pile of debris nearly 100-feet-high stacks up to the top of the doors, blocking entry for more than one demon at a time. Unlike a minute before, a disquieting silence pervades the air, caused by the…
General Chadwick, second in command for the Labyrinth Core resistance forces, stands beside the warpgate on Tarus II. He remains inside his exosuit, as do fifty-thousand other commandos, all of them perched atop nearby buildings, lined up behind dozens of battlements, and even taking cover inside multiple metal towers, with their sniper rifles trained on…
Recommended Listening (Custom Cryopod OST!) "ATTENTION, ALL PERSONNEL! THE BALROG’S BIO-SIGNATURE HAS BEEN DETECTED WITHIN THE CORE! EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. DO NOT ENGAGE. ATTENTION, ALL PERSONNEL! THE BALROG’S BIO-SIGNATURE…" Centurion’s voice booms overhead. Its robotic tone mixes together with the enraged roars of the transforming Duke of Pain to create a cacophony of despair. Bael’s mouth…
"Pull! Pull! Pull! Come on, ya lazy blubber-butts! Put your backs into it!" Bael, the Duke of Pain, stands off to the right side of the Labyrinth’s great doors. Before him stands the thousand-ton pile of earthen debris blocking access to the sweet, succulent humans trapped inside. One hundred Burrower demons stand together and use…
Foop! A heavily armored demon suddenly appears in the center of the Labyrinth’s Core, right in front of fifteen exosuit-wearing troopers. Startled, the humans nearly jump out of their skin as they swivel on their heels and aim their guns toward the intruder. A split-second later, the demon slumps forward and flops against the ground…
Glistening diamond armor engulfs Kar from head to toe. The Croco-Sphinx somehow appears twice as massive as before, despite not gaining an inch of height, making all his enemies shudder at the thought of fighting him. All except for Bael. "Eh? I don’t get it. Why’d that mud turn into glass? Seems kinda flimsy ta’…
Bael, Artorias, Vepar, and Orias join hands with countless other demons. They walk down the blood-soaked corridor leading to the Labyrinth Core, all while passing the bodies of thousands of dead demons and monsters. Kar’s golems, each wielding only a quarter of his power, still possess more than enough strength to handle the weakest dregs…
Recommended Listening The King of All Monsters, the Legendary Croco-Sphinx, Kar, leaps at the pair of demonesses the moment their shield breaks. His mountain-like shadow, formed by his ten-foot-tall height, dwarfs the pitiful Barons at his feet. They haven’t a hope of defeating him. Or so might the average person think. Mara, having prepared for…
Five thousand monsters, comprised of black-scaled basilisks, grey-furred kobolds, and a diverse mixture of demon grunts and Lords, line up behind the Baron of Misery, Laharl. Unlike the first wave that attacked the core an hour prior, this one features no orcs, undead, or minotaurs. "Are you maggots ready?!" Laharl screeches. The iron-clawed demoness points…
