Category: Fanworks

It has been fifteen years since the forging of the Seals. A tiny fraction of my life, but one of the slowest to pass. Never have our duties been more numerous, nor more tedious. Despite the indisputable import, enforcing the Treaties across the realms has so far been… unchallenging. Settling innumerable border disputes, silencing the warmongers and breaking apart the ceaseless skirmishing—mission after mission of routine, repetitive work. The fall of the Nephilim has driven a healthy measure of fear into the hearts of the ambitious. Sometimes it is enough to appear within sight of the combatants in the pathetic conflicts I am sent to resolve, for them to disperse before Chaoseater gets a taste of blood.