by WonderWitness
In the end there was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was Doom. All things were made by him, and without him was not any thing made And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us And we beheld his horror, the horror of the only begotten Father And all things made by him were unmade by him, for without him no unmade thing was first made... This is a tale of revelation... //Half-twisted by the Word and unable to die, Blythe must face the horrors of revelation with only her wrath and shotgun in tow. Dead set on reclaiming the golden hair torn from her head, she grits and gnashes her teeth at the Nine Circles of Heaven and all of its horrors. Over and over, husk after husk, she hunts for glints of the truth in a world blinded by it.// This is the Book of Blythe, the 12 Gauge Angel.
