
by new_acedia
In the beginning was the void. And the void was the Will. I don't really remember when I woke up. Honestly, I'm not even sure who I am. A devil, they say. The most powerful being in the cosmos, supposedly. Millennia of sleeping have left me bored. Unbearably so. Bored and far too tired to do anything about it. But these humans... they are a curious thing. I suppose I’ll think about them later. Or never. A Note to the Reader: You will find no grand battles here, nor a world to conquer. The first of devils is neither good nor evil; he simply exists. Instead, look between these pages for a little poetry, a little humor, love, and death.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Cosmogony of the Elder Days | 0 |
| 2 | Chap 1: A Devil | 0 |
| 3 | Chap 2: A world | 0 |
| 4 | Chap 3: Life and Death | 0 |