All Hail the King

An angel. A devil. Their crooked love story. The entire world in the balance.

Everything I once believed has disintegrated.
It is all over.
But this is not the end.

Paragon awaits.

The world, once young and bright, has lost its vigor, the borders of which have become grievous and tenebrous. There is no greater ache, no sharper deception than to see the one who holds your heart—holds the blade with which to kill you. It is a nightmare within a nightmare to learn the soul you melded over your own is the one who looks to destroy everything you hold near and dear. There is no greater agony than to have the scales fall from your eyes and reveal the one you grafted your life to has been the one to fear all along.