"The crowns are falling," Normandie whispered as the windows shattered and the clouds rushed in to claim the room. The Aftermath
The Revolution didn't need a king. It just needed someone to keep swinging the hammer until all the pedestals were dust. El Destructor De La Realeza Normandie Alleman...
"Normandie Alleman," hissed Duke Valois, clutching a vial of the blue serum. "You’re a dead man walking." "The crowns are falling," Normandie whispered as the
"I’ve been dead since your father burned my sector to build this playground, Duke," Normandie’s voice was a metallic rasp. "Normandie Alleman," hissed Duke Valois, clutching a vial
The "Royals" were the oligarchs who lived in the Cloud Spires, breathing filtered air while the rest of the world choked on smog. They thought they were gods. Normandie was the atheist with a high-frequency blade. The Night of the Gilded Fall