Death is coming. The God's of Olympus once fought a battle so destructive that it almost meant the end of humanity, that was enough to have the deities sit back and stay silent for thousands of years. They ruled in the shadows, walked unbeknownst among the people. They watched as humans forgot their existence and religion altogether. They were content in the shadows, until the son of Zeus said no more. Death is coming, but not for the humans. Powers drained, fears escalated, the ancient Gods flee to earth to evade their demise. Only the world is not the same as they once left it, another species had arisen from the destruction their war wrought. The Fae. Tallulah, the Queen of Fae, never wanted the throne. Her father had died at the hands of the humans, and the moment her brother had risen to power he had been cut down before his court. Tallulah was the only one who remained. Death is coming, she could feel it. If only she knew that this Death had a name.