Ah, mortals, how little you understand. You see life as a journey, a straight path on which one walks, stumbles, and hopefully learns. I view existence in a far different …
Mirage
Somewhere in the Red District, Nergal stands over a dying man. “Gemini,” he gasps out. His faint voice echoes years of regret, of desperate choices made in the pursuit of …
Chains
Cloaked in the shadows of a decrepit alley, the flickering lamplight casting an eerie glow on her inhuman form, the deity Nergal cornered an unfortunate soul. A nondescript man, lost …
Arcadia Has Fallen
Once, I was content to observe the world, fascinated by your delicate balance of order and chaos. But the harmony that once intrigued me has grown discordant. Your warring spirits, …