Curse of the Nyx Empire

He is powerful, dark, and physically perfectly built. The highest of the high. The mightiest of the mighty. He does what he wants. He takes who he wants. He is more than the devil himself, and yet he is the salvation for us all.

He destroys us, yet he protects us. He is our Destiny. Damnation and salvation. His power is immeasurable and ever-growing. He has the right of the highest and can taste any one of us.

It is his privilege, his age-old right to choose the one he receives each month.

What he does with her is entirely in his hands. None have ever returned. And no one has ever looked for them. Why would they? No one cared. It was her destiny and her necessary sacrifice for all of us.

A sacrifice that ensures his satisfaction and brings a moment of peace and safety to the cities. The final chapter of a year.

My name is Nizza and it's my turn.