Shadows of Dreams

Being dead was easy, being alive? Not so much.

She made an oath to protect humanity, but being an angel didn't come with a handbook, and she's definitely in over her head.

She's here to help vanquish the brutal demon hordes, but she can't remember a gosh darned thing! Apparently that's part of the process when newly awoken, but is the sinister presence also normal that's lurking inside her head?

Evil visions plague her as she tries to untangle reality from nightmare; falling even further into the thick of it.

Then there's a particular, enigmatic someone, and when he looks her way - with moody hazel eyes like his, how can she not get lost within them?!

Between the blushing of her cheeks and the buzzing of her inner power, her feet are firmly "not" on the ground.

The city is a thousand times changed, society is crumbling, and even the constant rain can't wash away the stain of the shadows.

Demons run rampant, sucking the life out of the innocent; horror breeding in their wake. Darkness waits on every corner, growing stronger with each passing night...

The time is now and there's no outrunning it.

Trigger warning: frequent violence