DIVINE RUIN: Claimed By A God

sing each other's boundaries. Since the gods had cast them all out, demons had claimed the wastelands, w

, but the hat

Lilith had been sent to this forsaken land as a representative

midnight-black hair that cascades in waves down her back, with piercing emerald eyes that glow faintly

. A silver sigil, the mark of her lineage, rests against her collarbone. Though she possesses immens

representative of the demons. She was fuming, wond

hen h

belonged to them, his towering form effortlessly blending with the darkness. His presence was suffocating-

onor. But as she stood on the edge of the charred battlefield, staring into the burning crimson

eyes burn with a crimson glow, like embers in the night, reflecting a deep well of ancient power and unspoken fury. His jet-blac

rength and raw charisma, ruthless in battle and fearless in his pursuit of power. Yet beneath the harsh

is mind. He is cunning, strategic, and capable of wielding his words as dangerously as his weap

hing her. M

n, he s

," Daemon drawled, his voice like smoke and embe

ng to be intimidated. "And I e

. "Then we are bo

warned not to provoke him, but standing before him now, she realized how

vision of land," she reminded

er, his gaze never leaving h

ck. She would not show

raid of you

eath warm against her sk

said coldly. "If you don't have w

old." His gaze dropped to the dagger at

she said, matching his s

kle. "I like

nce. Lilith refused to move back. She had come here for a reason-to

adn't exp

expec

challenge, a pull that neither of them had expected. The world ha

had oth

as only th

struck, as her fate intertwined with his, Lilith

, proud and a