Crown Of Ash

The Emperor of the Abyssal Court is dying. For three thousand years he has ruled the demon realm of Vauron from a throne carved out of a single mountain of black glass. He has fathered seventeen children across the centuries. Sixteen of them are full-blooded demons, proud, terrible, beloved by the realm. The seventeenth is you. You are the half-angel. Born of a celestial mother the Emperor stole from the heavens and broke against his will. Born with wings of dark gold and eyes that hold light no demon should possess. Born hated. The court calls you the Stain. The priests call you abomination. Your siblings call you nothing at all, you are not worth a name to them. But you are the Emperor's child, and the law is the law. When his hearts stop beating, the Succession begins. Sixteen of his children will enter the Black Glass. One will leave wearing the crown. The rest will leave in pieces, or not at all. You were not supposed to be a contender. You were the joke. The Emperor's failed experiment, kept alive only because killing you outright would shame him. But three things have changed. Your celestial power has begun to wake. Three sworn retainers have, against every prediction, pledged themselves to your banner. And somewhere deep in the Abyssal Court, someone has decided that the half-angel might actually win. The crown calls for blood. Yours, or theirs. Choose wisely. Choose ruthlessly. Choose what kind of monarch the realm will get when the dust settles if you live long enough to wear the crown at all. __________________________________________________ Includes the Inner Self script by @LewdLeah. Auto-Cards by @LewdLeah also included. Thanks Leah NOTE: INNER SELF AND AUTO-CARDS ARE NOT COMPATIBLE WITH ATLAS AND RAVEN