He is the Keeper of Souls. Judge, jury, and executioner. He is death personified.
He is the Grim Reaper.
A fallen angel who commands the respect of both Heaven and Hell, Azagoth has presided over his own underworld realm for thousands of years. As the overlord of evil souls, he maintains balance crucial to the existence of life on Earth and beyond. But as all the realms gear up for the prophesied End of Days, the ties that bind him to Sheoul-gra have begun to chafe.
Now, with his beloved mate and unborn child the target of an ancient enemy, Azagoth will stop at nothing to save them, even if it means breaking blood oaths and shattering age-old alliances.
Even if it means destroying himself and setting the world on fire…
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It was a room few knew about and even fewer had seen. Not even his mate had known about it until a couple of days ago.
Azagoth, in his quest to ensure his mate never left him again, had come clean about a lot of shit since Lilliana had come back to him two weeks ago, tanned, pregnant and bonded to a hellhound. But the confession about the existence of this chamber had been a two-parter.
He’d also had to tell her what he was going to do in here.
Inhaling stale air layered with the stench of fear, pain, and sulfur, he trailed his finger over shelves laden with dusty potion bottles and clay pots filled with ingredients any sorcerer would kill their own offspring to have in their possession.
But they’d do far worse than that for just five minutes with the object that made this chamber so…special.
It wasn’t the pulsing, transparent cage constructed from the veins of a shadow wraith in the corner. It wasn’t the brimstone altar in the center of the room. It wasn’t the glowing Symbol of Azagoth forming a giant scythe above the door.
It was the engine that fueled his realm, the furnace of eternal hellfire, that formed the entire east wall.
Power radiated from the violet flames, evil power that beckoned Azagoth closer. Already he felt its malevolence penetrate him, filling a well that had nearly run dry.
Loving Lilliana had opened his heart and allowed the evil inside to leak out.
Now he had to let it back in.