When The Sky Bleeds ✔️

"The wolf desires to kill us before the demons even have a chance," Lily muttered beside me. My eyes flickered from the Crusader standing before us to his dire wolf.
The beast wove through the mass of recruits, salivating, his silver eyes roving over each one like we were to be his next meal.
"The second trial is upon us," thundered Desmond Castiel, his fingertips crackling with impatient flames.
"I won't repeat myself again. Refrain from making eye contact with the demons, and do not be foolish enough to converse with them."
His narrowed eyes settled on me, a warning glinting in their depths.
I shrank further into my cloak.
"Our purpose here is to hunt. Should you attempt to flee, the horde will surely tear you apart, ribbon by ribbon. Fear will lead to your demise unless you wield your faith as the armor it is. Am I making myself clear?"
Omen towered over the Crusader now, ears pricked, nose twitching.
The wolf knew. We all did. The damned were close.
A shared glance with Lily conveyed our unspoken vow-we were in this together, come hell or high water.
And by the looks of it, hell was just around the corner.
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Everly Greywood has spent years battling what she believed to be schizophrenia, haunted by visions of terrifying creatures no one else can see. Just when she feels on the brink of losing her sanity, she's whisked away to a mystical spirit world where the truth becomes clear: the demons are real and so is God.