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?
My next host is just as unfamiliar to me as Shepherd was. I arrive in a somewhat dark area of the forest. Beams of sunlight shine onto a large open patch of grass before me. My host sits cross-legged several feet away from the light and raises an apple to his mouth. He bites into…
My next host, another unfamiliar body, slowly walks across a field of grass. We glance around every few steps, as tinges of fright shoot down our back. While Heaven’s Light shines upon me once again, my host seems anything but calm. Our eyes dart left and right, not looking for specific threats, but seemingly watching…
A small, stone house greets me as I arrive in the body of my next host. I’ve grown used to instantly identifying people in Solomon’s visions, often by their height, the way they walk, the weight of their armor or clothing, and even the taste of their breath… but my host this time is unfamiliar…
I awaken inside a new host’s body and immediately wince at my dozens of sore, cramped muscles, electricity running through my fingertips, and fire seemingly burning on the surface of my skin. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…" My host says. "Don’t… don’t move it so fast… dammit…" The person speaking is Diablo. His weak, pained voice escapes…
It feels like an eternity has passed since I last saw the bonfire. When I open my eyes to find myself sitting before the three Archangels, with Solomon at my right, it takes me a moment to remember who I am. "Oh. I’m back." Solomon squeezes my shoulder. "Those were quite the series of events,…
I appear inside Camael’s mind once again. She walks beside Raphael through a much bigger city in Heaven than I’ve seen before. Tall stone houses stand erected alongside the road, offering ample space for the cherubs and seraphs who live inside. Raphael turns to look at us. "Art thou certain this artifact will heal Uriel…
The sound of shifting rocks and dirt greets my ears as I enter the mind of someone familiar. Pitch-black darkness surrounds me. Whump. Whump. I take one step forward whenever the ground rumbles in front of me. Something bumps against my right arm, but Nerissa, my current host, ignores it. The succubus fans herself as…
I wake up face-first on the ground — dull, aching pain throbs across my whole body. Everything hurts, almost as if there were a pickup truck slowly pressing against me and crushing me into pulp. The next thing I notice is the sense of calm and acceptance slowly swirling around inside my mind. Satan stares…
Recommended Listening While Camael jumps to her feet, Catherine yanks her sword of light from the ground. Valac slithers backward, while the other three Valkyries take up their positions between their sister and me. "Catherine!" Camael says. "Keep thy distance. Avoid the Reaper’s Scythe. It will tear out thy soul if it strikes thee!" Catherine…
Author Note: Big thanks to Henk, who helped me with Latin in this part, and also became a $5 patron! It means a lot! Agony sprouts in my chest. It only takes me a moment to deduce I’ve appeared inside Nerissa’s mind, given how Camael broke several of her ribs earlier. Nerissa walks beside Agares,…
