This is the story of a child.

One who should be dead, as nothing survives Angels.

But the child fled and the child was rescued, through an act that broke prophecies and shattered the future.

Even though it was only an extended arm.

Pulled by a new world, she needs to adapt, to survive, but also simply to live.

Even though she was never meant to.

This is the world of the Imperatrix, century old empire that grew and prospered after the war of the Firs. Magic is few, evil is plenty, swords, gold and nobles are the way of power.

[New chapter every week on Saturday.]