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?
Dammit! Why did Amelia leave? Where did she go? A spark of worry goes through my mind as I warily glance at where she was sitting only a minute before. Where did that giant hole in the ground come from? I’m worried about her. Satan begins stretching and pops his vertebrae. "Mmm, aah, that’s the…
Dammit! Why did Amelia leave? Where did she go? A spark of worry goes through my mind as I warily glance at where she was sitting only a minute before. Where did that giant hole in the ground come from? I’m worried about her. Satan begins stretching and pops his vertebrae. "Mmm, aah, that’s the…
"Sure, but the river of souls is drying up. The demons can’t mutate more Barons and Dukes to replace those they’ve lost." "Perhaps. However, I worry about… about Ose. We don’t know anything about her. She’s the leader of our enemies, but we have no intel on how she works, or what her powers are….
"Sure, but the river of souls is drying up. The demons can’t mutate more Barons and Dukes to replace those they’ve lost." "Perhaps. However, I worry about… about Ose. We don’t know anything about her. She’s the leader of our enemies, but we have no intel on how she works, or what her powers are….
A silent, lumbering mass of bone stomps toward my group of commandos. Its unspeaking jowls open and close as it raises its sword at me. "Ignite." With a single word, I unleash hellfire upon the Skeleton Warrior. Its bronze shield and light armor prove useless against my magical flames. The monster’s bones snap and crackle…
A silent, lumbering mass of bone stomps toward my group of commandos. Its unspeaking jowls open and close as it raises its sword at me. "Ignite." With a single word, I unleash hellfire upon the Skeleton Warrior. Its bronze shield and light armor prove useless against my magical flames. The monster’s bones snap and crackle…
Dreams of clouds and rabbits and the taste of Snicker bars give way to the sensation of something touching my nose. Groggily, I swipe at it. "Fuggin’ flies. Go away…" The thing touches my nose again. I swat at it. "Fugginnn hell…" Suddenly an anvil slams onto my stomach, blasting the wind from my body….
Dreams of clouds and rabbits and the taste of Snicker bars give way to the sensation of something touching my nose. Groggily, I swipe at it. "Fuggin’ flies. Go away…" The thing touches my nose again. I swat at it. "Fugginnn hell…" Suddenly an anvil slams onto my stomach, blasting the wind from my body….
Recommended Listening Arthur and the Balrog cease their battle and turn to gape as a massive, monstrous claw erupts from Polaris’s bowels. A hand, the size of a small office building, grabs the ground and lifts. Awe gives way to horror. Arthur, having never seen such a monstrosity in all his years, begins to shake….
Recommended Listening Arthur and the Balrog cease their battle and turn to gape as a massive, monstrous claw erupts from Polaris’s bowels. A hand, the size of a small office building, grabs the ground and lifts. Awe gives way to horror. Arthur, having never seen such a monstrosity in all his years, begins to shake….
