Story cover for Moonlight Dirge by VincentHimitsuSnow
Moonlight Dirge
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Ongoing, First published Jun 19, 2021
Mature
In the midst of an eons-long war between Heaven and Hell, the brave and solemn angel soldier Tsukino finds himself captured by a demon who claims to have fallen in love with him at first sight. Without the connection to his god in a strange new realm he was taught to fear, he discovers his own free will and comes to an independent understanding of the universe he lives in and the conflict he was born into. On his new journey of self-discovery, the God he once served remains as both a threat to his freedom and a comforting, familiar temptation.

GENRE: Fantasy, Adventure, Romance, LGBT
WARNINGS: Sensitive topics: explicit sex, violence, gore, rape, mentioned child abuse, war and tragedy, character death
DISCLAIMER: This story in no way supports or glorifies real-life violent acts such as war, rape or abuse. They are depicted as a part of a narrative and relevant to the characters' psychology and development.

Cover & Header art by Monica Delgado, all rights reserved.
Story, illustrations and characters are property of the author, Vincent 'Himitsu' Snow.
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