The Apocalypse. That's what has happened to the Earth, but not by anything that was predicted. The humans, what few are left, struggle for survival against an immense army of Daemons. When Marcos encounters a little kid named Max, and his sister Alexia, he believes that not all good has left this world. But when Max gets taken prisoner by the Daemons and their Queen, Marcos goes on a mission that can not only save Max, but can turn the entire war around. The only problem is, will he choose to save the world...or his long lost sister.
They thought it was all over. They thought they'd be left alone. They weren't that lucky. The angels and demons are back for revenge, but the angel and demon won't back down for anything. Even God herself can't stand between them. Perhaps there is a war to come after all. Not between heaven and hell, but between Aziraphale and Crowley, and everyone else.
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