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?
The moment the vision begins, I realize something is horribly wrong. The darkness of a cave yawns out before me. Agares stands by my side as we head into the depths of the Earth, but before I have time to gather my location, something smashes into my head with the force of a freight train….
The moment the vision begins, I realize something is horribly wrong. The darkness of a cave yawns out before me. Agares stands by my side as we head into the depths of the Earth, but before I have time to gather my location, something smashes into my head with the force of a freight train….
Recommended Listening Amelia presses Dellfingler into her summoned vessel’s hands. "Arthur. Take this sword. It’s no Excalibur, but it will do. You and Agares, battle the demons. I… I need to regain my energy." Arthur doesn’t respond as his blank eyes assess all of his opponents in an instant. Orders. Protect the Black Queen. Kill…
Recommended Listening Amelia presses Dellfingler into her summoned vessel’s hands. "Arthur. Take this sword. It’s no Excalibur, but it will do. You and Agares, battle the demons. I… I need to regain my energy." Arthur doesn’t respond as his blank eyes assess all of his opponents in an instant. Orders. Protect the Black Queen. Kill…
The vision lingers in my mind, becoming a memory that feels almost as if I lived it myself. It wasn’t only Uzziel and the Archangels who lost Samael, but me as well. Irrational as it seems, and despite how little I knew him, Samael seemed like a stand-up guy, one willing to do anything to…
The vision lingers in my mind, becoming a memory that feels almost as if I lived it myself. It wasn’t only Uzziel and the Archangels who lost Samael, but me as well. Irrational as it seems, and despite how little I knew him, Samael seemed like a stand-up guy, one willing to do anything to…
"Holy shit. That was intense." Before I mean to say anything, a curse leaves my mouth. I open my eyes and find myself before the bonfire once again, as the Archangels and Solomon gaze at me. Michael sticks his chin out. His face contorts into disgust. "Not a pleasant vision, was it? Twas a day…
"Holy shit. That was intense." Before I mean to say anything, a curse leaves my mouth. I open my eyes and find myself before the bonfire once again, as the Archangels and Solomon gaze at me. Michael sticks his chin out. His face contorts into disgust. "Not a pleasant vision, was it? Twas a day…
"Summon." A suit of metal armor materializes and wraps around my body. All at once, over a hundred pounds of weight pops into existence, causing me to slump forward. I catch myself before falling on my face and speak another word of power. "Strength." The metal’s weight seemingly vanishes as my body’s strength increases to…
"Summon." A suit of metal armor materializes and wraps around my body. All at once, over a hundred pounds of weight pops into existence, causing me to slump forward. I catch myself before falling on my face and speak another word of power. "Strength." The metal’s weight seemingly vanishes as my body’s strength increases to…
