Unknown, indifferent, omnipotent, in other words my living hell. Is this not my prison? Banished, feared by the Goddess herself, until a puny mortal soul lends their life essence, disgraceful. I am a God. This imprisonment is far from belittling, for thousands of years I was forced to be dormant until seven years ago...
When you move to Nockfell, you definitely don't expect what's waiting for you there. Even after what life has put you through, continues to put you through-Sal Fisher is definitely the most exciting thing yet. But nothing is as easy as you'd hope, and your past comes back to haunt you in multiple ways. WARNINGS; smut...