A Haven of Brimstone and Darkness

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>Weapons are not born they're made. And a weapon I have become.</em></strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I am the scythe that will cleave the Gods' traitorous heads from their not-so-Divine bodies.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Forced to the dangerous Ortus Island and the very first Mortal Gods Academy I know that time is running out for both me and the Darkhavens.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>If we can't figure out what the Gods are planning and how to stop them it's no longer just our lives on the line. It's the lives of every Mortal God in existence.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In the world of the Gods there is only one truth.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Trust no one. Not even your blood.</span></p>