On their way back from a mission, the Cleaners-Enjin, Rudo, Zanka, Gris, and Tomme-stumble upon a girl who catches their attention. What begins as a simple attempt to recruit a new giver quickly shifts, as her powers prove far greater than they expected. Faced with the unknown, they steel themselves for the mysteries waiting ahead.

⚠️[Enjin! X SONA/OC] AGAIN THIS IS ENJIN! X SONA/OC. NOT READER. NOT Y/N. Cover is made by me but art is commissioned from my friend! ⚠️ !!I DO NOT ALLOW SELF INSERTS OF OTHERS HERE!! This is my lore and story so please respect that. I have a few friends that have their OCs in here too. The first time they tried, it was one-sided. They were teenage sweethearts who chose different paths. Only to be reunited out of spite from the other. Enjin! X OC AGAIN. Just can't stop loving him. SONA/OC might be a bit crazyyy Following the manga timeline ISH and at least 1.8k words per chapter! I'm no shakespear so I'm doing my best! This is an SONA/OC x Enjin! Fanfic. Please be nice. You do not have to read it if you want xreader! Minors DNI on the marked chapters or DNI overall! Also I am a selfshipper/Riako/soulbound so please stay respectful. If you got nothing nice to say, just do not read the book. [Lots of song references on different paragraphs!] TW: Manga Spoilers, Gore, Sexual Themes, Smoking, smut More fanarts of EchoeJin on my Tiktok! @EchoeSonata All Rights Reserved. I do not own any of the characters except the SONA/OC Suggestive themes will be included. Read at your own discretion.

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK