(under construction) Growing up, Opia understood that her life would consist around the large house, and the small gas station just down the hill. Every morning, she would get up with her dad and go on down, making coffee and helping him out with everything that she could reach. Even at the age of nineteen, she understood that her life revolved around the small station, for so many relied on it, even if her father was no more. Each and every morning was the same thing, over and over again. It was all in her father's name, in her name, and she couldn't disappoint her father's ghost by giving it all up. And so, she would repeat the same thing over and over, suppressing her emotions and frustration with each and every morning that came her way. There was no trouble, no commotion that came her way. For people understood her importance. Every morning, that alarm would go off at four am; and every morning at four am, Opia would get up, get ready, and go into work. And yet, it all seemed to change with a connection of eyes on a night she was supposed to be asleep. Guess she won't need the alarm clock anymore.

"Her light shined brighter than the sun, finally bringing hope and peace among the land. With a wave of her small hand, she could save, and slaughter, all that trembled before her..." "...She was their last salvation..." The corruption was slowly killing her. Her hunting would critically alarm her. His bond would surely destroy her. And yet, her soul shined brighter than the Sun God, Kale, himself. Dynali may be the last hope for demons and angels alike, if only they'd stop trying to kill each other first. _____ Meet the first of the three women that cause salvation, and destruction, to the world, this young one just thrust into the battles before her 15th birthday. The first of the Red Velvet series.