BOOK 4 of the ORPHIC Series
DISENTHRALL
/ˌdisənˈTHrôl/
set free.
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When Lucille 'Lucy' Opal Baker starts adjusting to a world without Captain America and more government therapy sessions...
My update schedule is probably going to be more sporadic due to college (again), so apologies for any long waits.
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"There is nothing so useless as doing efficiently that which should not be done at all."
Madripoor, Indonesia July, 2024
THE OBSIDIAN ENCHANTRESS IS A being of great power and endangers the balance of the unconscious and conscious, life and death. She is a creature who is forged, not born, by the universe which she originates from. She exists across the multiverse with a shared conscience and can alter timelines, life, and the formation of other universes with a single thought.
Be warned, the Obsidian Enchantress is only forged by the blood, sweat and tears of her own, appearing only when her threshold is passed. Once forged, she can not be unforged, and is bestowed the burden of maintaining multiversal balance.
As the antithesis of the Scarlet Witch [ see : The Darkhold ], it is that of the Obsidian Enchantress's duty to incapacitate the Witch and her destruction.
The Sorcerer Supreme must monitor the lives of which are tormented by the magic of dimensional necromancy, and to cease the creation of the Obsidian Enchantress. For when the Obsidian Enchantress becomes known, her fury and wrath will punish the world.
Alpine meowed loudly next to Lucy's ear, and she winced at the sound. She looked down as Alpine pawed her knee, which was shaking tremendously. She exhaled, stopping the movement at Alpine's command. She gave out a huff of satisfaction, before pushing the book in between her hands.
Lucy pulled the book out of her lap, watching as Alpine circled her. The cat plopped down, resuming the position she'd had on James's lap. Lucy gave her cat a gentle smile, running her hand through her fur. Alpine smacked her hand with her tail and Lucy rolled her eyes at the sass.
Her eyes wandered to James, who was carefully cleaning the plates to his metal arm.
She let her gaze focus back onto the pages before her.
"Donya Madani, she's a refugee, yeah." Sam said on the phone.
