The world Atlas is ruled by the powerful- 7 seven Great clans. Each one with it own valor and dark secrets, just the same. Below the great clan are the 24 elder clans. This is a world a magic, the powerful rule and the weak are ruled. Though once every 10 years when the Grand Combat Tournaments are held. Clans assemble and send their strongest teams into battle. Alliances are made and broken. The weak are given a chance to raise the ranks, or fall trying.
Kayla Hearts, from the Heart Clan, goal is to win the Grand Combat Tournament and place her small support clan in the top ranks. However, doing this goes againist her mothers wishes. So she runs away to fight in the tournaments. She is determined that this is the only way to save her clan.
Keilic, Devon, and Alysa are tree young travelers seeking adventure as they too have left there home. Meeting with Kayla they clumsily start an adventure together not knowing what lies ahead. Mercenaries, spies, pirates, and even clan royalty will cross paths with our traveling party.
The Colosseum is a dangerous place and the danger doesn't only pertain to the arena. Behind the pretense of this Combat Tournament the Dark Sect; a group of, what the Great Clans call, 'dark clans' wish to destroy and take over the Great Clans ruling system abolishing there power and control. Is this the truth, no one knows.
(A/N: 1) This is my first original piece. I usually right fanfiction for anime and I've been rather stale about it lately; my ideas not really fitting into a fanfiction so when I post pictures of my OC's (original characters) they are anime style but you can envision them as regular people I don't care but I can't draw so the pictures belong to their original owners.
2) this is mature, so if you are not 18 wait until you're 18 to read this there is sex, violence, and hard language. Also there will be homo and hetero relations in this, don't like don't read.
𝐎𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏
❝𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.❞ -𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯
Love is not a word with one set definition. It can mean many things. Redefined every time someone new uses it, and sometimes in a more vile and lascivious way. Love was never on the table. Completely erased from his vocabulary after his mother died an unforgiving death.
However, sometimes the feeling can emerge from even the darkest places in the world. Twisted and depraved. Behind the closed doors of a kidnapper's home. Or from the void that swirls in the chest of someone's missing heart. Even between the forbidden love of an angel and a demon. Love can come in all forms, in all contexts, and can form from even the smallest smidge of scorching hate.
There is never light without darkness. There is never yin without yang. There are never days without nights. There is never love without hate. There is never life without death.
Even villains and demons can fall in love with heroes and angels.
His salvation comes from her, and her destruction comes from him. Like clockwork, they are a match made in the universe; polar opposites, but the attraction is never stronger.