The end of their quest had been leading them to a gate- a gate that would hopefully get them the hell out of this godforsaken reality.
The reality that had been warped by Viscera, that they had duck-taped back together to look somewhat like it used to like one would do a vase- and goddammit Jimmy, you made it look like it has a d- but regardless they did not take into account the fact that someone else would be in the habit of stopping their departure and now congrats! The Lycan, who had been apparently hit too many times in the head, has a mate he could not remember but who very much remembers him and guess what?
She isn't what she seems either (go figure!).
Now they're all caught up in a war among the Primordial Gods and well- lets just say someone has to put a stop to it and "fuck you, Asher. I did not sign up for this bullshit."
But regardless they're all in for it anyway!
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