Ruthless

Hundreds of years ago a war between the underworld and the heavens took place. Where angels descended the heavens with magnificent roars of anger as the ground below revealed to naked eyes their great power, allowing nightmares to escape. All the creatures now condemned to this earth, as well as those poor human souls, who later became slaves to those with greater power. A price to pay for the mortal sins that we committed during our glory years.

So many years hidden, hungry, only to be brought before my own damnation. It was in the middle of the night, that all eternity rested now. For me the nightmares had a face and a name. Queen Rhea. A beautiful deadly rose in the Garden of Eden.