DeVigne: War in the Between

DeVigne: War in the Between

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Natalie DeVigne is NOT a medium. She is, however, part of a small portion of the population who can see into the realm, that all souls must pass through, known as the Between. All her life she's been told that she was born to do something big, but after eighteen years of waiting for her moment, she had begun to doubt. That is until she and her three best friends, one of which has been dead for 104 years, are called upon to help save the world from the dark forces breaking into the, otherwise peaceful, realm of the afterlife. Can they adjust to being pulled into a new realm while also fighting a war? Will Natalie be able to save the bridge between the living realm and the afterlife, or will her big prophesized moment prove to be too much for her?
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The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

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