Prologue:
I always thought that I would die by some poison in my cup or an assassin trying to kill me. And I would have handled that fine considering that what happen to most royal people in my father's kingdom. But nooooo, I just had to go and try and get my self kill by some immortal guards of the crust along with their Minatour headed and dragon bodied demon. Which is HUGE beyond huge, its even worse than Pride and Wrath fighting each other to see who is the stronger one and I ALWAYS end up being the vitamin. Which sucks, trust me.
And to think I was this close to the crust, and this close to the gate of heaven. This close to being one of them..... Instead of being a stupid devil prince of Hell..... If only I didn't listen to that crazed fallen angel. If only I didn't help him. If only I listened to Sylia, James, even Ven my brother. I wouldn't be bleeding, sweating and getting myself killed by immortals.
If only....If only..... Arienne were here she would know what to do....
If only......