How will I ever face her? Rohzivaan sat in the solitude of his private chamber, the weight of the revelation pressing against his chest like an iron chain. My life would never be the same again.
His fingers trembled as he traced the scar on his palm. He had earned it during a blood oath with Ahcehera, swearing to eradicate the resurgence of the seven demon gods in the galaxy. And yet, the blood that ran through his veins belonged to one of them.
His mother was not just Fiorensia, the woman who gave birth to him and secretly protected him all his life. She was something else, something far beyond human comprehension.
She was a being who commanded forces that defied the laws of existence. A demon goddess. His heart pounded in his chest, erratic and uncontrollable. The world he thought he understood had shattered before his eyes, leaving him drowning in an ocean of uncertainty.
