When a magical plague struck Aitken's village, he was forced to find the cure - a cure that could be easily acquired by the local church… Except they refused him.
Armed with nothing but a rusty sword and a glaring lack of training, Aitken decides to go get the cure on his own - that's when he discovers the truth about the plague. The plague is a prototype fabrication from the church itself. Unfortunately, he isn't the only one discovering something and quickly winds up in an outmatched fight. On his dying breath, Aitken swears to bring down the church - even if it costs him his soul… When he opens his eyes, he is in a place known only as Damnation, with a wise old imp in front of him. “I am your grandfather.” the imp tells him.
Will Aitken stop the church before it unleashes their plague on the world, saving only the “true believers of light”? or will Aitken be stuck in damnation forever? And how exactly does a demon go about fighting a church, in the name of justice?
[18+]: Blood, gore, some swear words. (Anyway… is “damnation” qualified as one? whoops, mighta messed up there).
[Warning: Inter- & Personal Challenge]: Heavy time constraints, Little editing. National Novel Writing Month. Updates daily for the rest of November. Will be finished before December. Can be considered a draft.
[Participating in the NaNoWriMo]