The fissures grow larger behind her with every solemn step she takes. Each breath is like a fire engulfing her mind. The fury of solitude refuses to die as she wails into the forever red sky. No one will miss her; she will regret them all. She collapses to the broken land surrounding her and she allows herself- if only for a moment -the weakness of a single shed tear.
Tawnya Meeker is Armageddon. The fate of the world lays in her hands, but no matter how hard she tries saving us she destroys us. Every bit of her soul is evil. Yet her humanoid heart beats louder than her mind speaks. She is hellbent to rescue Earth and overcome her destiny.
Nathaniel Hallow is no Prince Charming. He is quick witted and quite the douche. However, he is the only one who can keep Tawnya's temper at bay. He is the Chosen protector of Armageddon.
It is a game to the gods who have created it. Tawnya and Nate are the fifth round. The others succeeded they're requirements, but Tawnya was never mortal like the other Armageddons. Their mortality was their saving grace. There is no way other than pure determination for her to win.
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