seven deadly sins · fantasy · war · demon clan · political intrigue · high stakes · betrayal · prequel · dark atmosphere
The air in the Demon Realm is heavy, tasting of sulfur and impending doom. Elongated shadows creep beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, and the murmur of treason slinks from soldier to soldier—the Demon Prince, seen with a Goddess. The snap and hiss of a campfire throws erratic light across plates of dark armor. A figure separates from the gloom and steps forward, eyes catching the flame's glint. "Declare yourself," the voice demands, low and taut. "Do you stand with the light, or do you belong to the dark?"