My heart was filled with despair. “You don’t have to be scared,” the woman purred. XXX Other legends claimed men had walked across the moon, crossing the dark void. And then They appeared in my dreams. “You summoned us, after all.”
“I want to sell my soul for three wishes,” I said, trying not to let my voice crack. My heart thudded like a woodpecker against a tree. I started, turning around. Despite the Church, copies of the Glassnerian Bible still floated about. The Tyrants of Hell stood before me, and they seemed so…normal. “You don’t have to be scared,” the woman purred. “You summoned us, after all.”
“I want to sell my soul for three wishes,” I said, trying not to let my voice crack. “We are not gone. The account of the Tyrants was so different from the Histories; not brutal dictators who enslaved mankind, but loving Gods that valiantly fought against the Demons and tried
