The Devil and Koki-Ten

The Devil and Koki-Ten The Infernal have a word for him: magata. Empty. Barren. A heart so hollowed by exile that even the plague can’t find purchase there. While it is meant as a curse, Ara Storm has learned to use it as a weapon. He carries the soul of an alpha death-demon named Koki-Ten locked in a fang-dagger across his chest. Not because he won that fight, but because he survived it, which isn’t the same thing at all. He’s the unchained son of a fallen emperor who has turned the entire realm of Niantia into a newborn hell. When Ara sails north into the ruined realm, he finds a land of lost cities, roaming hordes, and citizens whose hearts are slowly being consumed by a pestilence that turns the living into demons from within. At the center of it all waits Qreyl, a city built as one enormous demonic altar, a city that consumes everything it touches, its emperor chained to a black soul, its walls ringed by a horde of incomprehensible size. He’s going anyway.