After a horrific incident, Lyn Delaney, becomes an officer for the OASIS (Obey, Aid, Serve, Impact, and Sacrifice) an organization bent on stopping the spread of Legion, a cutaneous viral disease, severing humanity from its hosts. One night business was usual until an infected host awakened the virus within Lyn. With newfound powers Lyn discovers the whereabouts of patient zero, possibly the only cure to this epidemic. As the city is slowly overrun, will Lyn be able to save everyone?

"Queens and commoners, princes and peasants, welcome to the party of the quincentury!" For most people, receiving an invitation to the White King's Masquerade is an honor. Even attempting to attend is a chance to go down in history. But for Sol of Mycroft - human, sick, nobody - it's practically a death sentence. She will undergo the journey of multiple lifetimes, the trial of a millennium, and along the way learn that there is more to power than magic, more to love than desire, and more to life than simply surviving. If she can survive. Will you accept the Invitation? *~+ The brightest stars burn out the fastest, but the sun is not always a star -*+~* UPDATES ON TUESDAYS AND FRIDAYS Beautiful cover by @scmimi !

Whatever you think they are, they aren't anymore. Those pure, holy beings with snowy white wings and golden harps are nothing like what I've seen. I'd never understood it. A supreme being, living in paradise with all the good people who passed away. All those dead humans? This is not what they had become. That is not how they would spend the rest of eternity. Singing and dancing in the sky as they brought love and kindness to the world. Ha, don't make me laugh. Those are people. Good, breathing people. They are far and in between, but human. These things are nothing like that. They have hung up their halos. And they have come down from the sky. They do not sing. They do not dance. They do not love. And they are no longer kind.