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 "Ta think I believed all that crap people said about you bein’ the strongest demon!" Bael guffaws. He reaches up and backhands one of Valac’s five clones right in the face, smashing the Reaper’s bones to dust and sending his rags scattering. "I was all scared you could kill me in one hit,…
"Oy! I found it! Over here." Satan pauses his digging to follow Bael’s voice. The big demon slaps several rocks aside to reveal a small opening in the ground. Behind him, a five-foot heap of dirt sits in a giant pile. "Nice work, Bael. Let’s get in there. I’d hate to keep Valac waiting." Satan…
Recommended Listening Azazel and Azog dance around us on opposite sides. They clap their hands rhythmically to some inaudible song, hopping and skipping as they summon and disperse fire within their grasp. "♫C’mon, little cutie, there’s no need to cry!♫" The pink one says. "♫We’re not mean; we’re a couple of nice guys!♫" The blue…
My next host is a massive Titan, one who, while seated on a throne, towers over the rest of his species. My host sits in a vast, underground cavern lit by thousands of torches and decorated with lavish tapestries and finely-crafted statues. To my right sits a Titaness dressed in plain grey robes, one only…
"So, uh, why ain’t you wearing any pants?" "It’s a long story." "Aw, c’mon! Don’t be like that. Just tell me why you don’t got no pants on!" "I blew myself up. No more pants after that." "You did WHAT?! How didja manage that?" Satan sighs. He and Barbatos stomp through the barren remains of…
"Oh? Still alive? I could have sworn I finished you." "GRRL-BLUK!" Satan opens his mouth and spews saltwater from his mouth and nose. The Devil hacks and coughs for a few seconds before blinking his eyes open. Poseidon towers 30 feet above us. Wearing a golden crown and green fish-scale armor, the Titan stands like…
The warmth of the Cosmic Realm beats upon my back and front equally. Light penetrates my eyelids, preventing me from sleeping or dreaming. So bright is this place that it seems to pierce the fabric of my host’s mind, turning his thoughts into a hopeless mess. Satan opens his eyes. "Samael." No response. "Samael. Wake…
Recommended Listening My mind travels to Catherine as she gestures to the other angels. Take humans, leave. Uriel and I, battle the Reaper. Raphael, Uzziel, and the Saints all nod. They issue orders to the cherubs nearby, and the small contingent of angels begins quickly shooing the primitive humans away, guiding them to safety. Gabriel…
A disorienting rush of motion greets me when I arrive inside my next host. After lying sedentary in Diablo’s body for the previous vision, appearing inside the mind of someone right in the heat of a battle sends waves of nausea through my stomach. I bounce, twirl, and spin on a spear grasped in my…
Diablo and Bael hang out together in a bedroom, different from the healing quarters where I last saw them. Diablo lays in bed, still paralyzed, but Bael does squats while also holding two heavy rocks, one in each hand. The hulking demon looks far more fit than before, indicating quite some time must have passed….
