Heaen Stories

Years ago when nothing existed there was always something that was a mystical mist, that gathered more strength the longer it survived, While the mist may have been just energy in the beginning it grew stronger and stronger creating the first god and creator of life. When evil was gaining dominion over god and mankind the entity known as magic itself came to earth and Marked a Human with it power so that he could become the savior of man and send all evil back to hell. but did the entitys appeareance only affect him or is it also causing unforseen consequences?

Normal. That's all she wants. It would be everything not to be afraid of being seen, when she sees all. She knows the secrets of those who push her face to the ground, and the tales of every modern day villain. Every crime committed, every lie spread as a disease, she knows. And despite all of this, Clover can't help but feel helpless. God, she's always hated that name. Before everything went to shit she learned what it meant by her father, if you could even call him that. "Key..." she mutters to herself from her place on the ground. It's warm beneath her. So warm in fact, it would burn anyone alive enough to feel it. How the hell did she end up in...well... Hell?