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?
"How?! How do you keep finding me?!" My head jerks around wildly as I strain to listen for the slightest hint of Mephisto’s position. Sometimes I can make out a scraping sound against the wall, but I think he’s fucking with me at this point. Mephisto continues to stand about thirty feet away. He’s allowing…
"How?! How do you keep finding me?!" My head jerks around wildly as I strain to listen for the slightest hint of Mephisto’s position. Sometimes I can make out a scraping sound against the wall, but I think he’s fucking with me at this point. Mephisto continues to stand about thirty feet away. He’s allowing…
My entire body shakes as I slide my legs over the edge of the bed. My body might be healed, but I barely have a drop of strength left in me. Phoebe sits beside me and uses her hand to support my back. "I’ll help you, Your Grace. If you want to stand, use me…
My entire body shakes as I slide my legs over the edge of the bed. My body might be healed, but I barely have a drop of strength left in me. Phoebe sits beside me and uses her hand to support my back. "I’ll help you, Your Grace. If you want to stand, use me…
Where am I? I open my eyes, only to see an endless void. I can’t feel anything. My body drifts in an infinite ocean of disorienting darkness, giving me the impression I’m floating deep in outer space. I want to move, but my body feels empty. My nose itches. I try to scratch it, but…
Where am I? I open my eyes, only to see an endless void. I can’t feel anything. My body drifts in an infinite ocean of disorienting darkness, giving me the impression I’m floating deep in outer space. I want to move, but my body feels empty. My nose itches. I try to scratch it, but…
"What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, three legs in the evening, and no legs at night?" Bahamut chirps her question, and after a moment raises her head to stare vacantly at the sky. Several seconds pass. My heart trembles in my chest, increasing in power until it feels…
"What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, three legs in the evening, and no legs at night?" Bahamut chirps her question, and after a moment raises her head to stare vacantly at the sky. Several seconds pass. My heart trembles in my chest, increasing in power until it feels…
This time, when I appear before the Archangels, I immediately slump to my ass and cross my legs under me. I sigh heavily. "Ugh. Those last few visions were rough. I might only be an observer to the past, but it feels like I’m really there, you know? I want to help, but I can…
This time, when I appear before the Archangels, I immediately slump to my ass and cross my legs under me. I sigh heavily. "Ugh. Those last few visions were rough. I might only be an observer to the past, but it feels like I’m really there, you know? I want to help, but I can…
