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Mom, I recently found myself helping out in the guesthouse kitchen downstairs, and it occurred to me that I never thanked you properly for all the hard work you put into the delicious meals Dad, my sisters and I got to eat throughout my childhood. I remember hearing you once took a cooking class? I didn't appreciate it much at the time because I didn't know anything else, but looking back I can see the skill and care that went into everything we ate. I can remember crunchy chicken parmesans, ...

Chapter One - The Demon's Lament My name is Deimos, and in the countryside of the Kingdom of Vella I am known as ‘The Scourge’, ‘The King of Locusts’, ‘The Black Reaper’, and dozens of other such names - each one coined by some enterprising young bard looking to make a name for himself by spinning a new persona around an old and generally accepted fact of life. I would like to say I am feared and hated in this land of Vella, but sadly that is only true for some generations of its citizens and...

Coming on 80 years ago, when a bout of wanderlust had me prowling through the swamps of the south looking for a way to somehow disrupt the already meager production of rice in the land, I chanced upon another demon nesting in the depths of a bog. His name was Aerlish of the Rot, and when he caught sight of me in his hunting grounds he roared with such force it tore the bark from the trees. He sank into the water several meters distant and before I knew it he was at my ankles trying to drag me...

Coming on 80 years ago, when a bout of wanderlust had me prowling through the swamps of the south looking for a way to somehow disrupt the already meager production of rice in the land, I chanced upon another demon nesting in the depths of a bog. His name was Aerlish of the Rot, and when he caught sight of me in his hunting grounds he roared with such force it tore the bark from the trees. He sank into the water several meters distant and before I knew it he was at my ankles trying to drag me...

My name is Deimos and in the countryside of the Kingdom of Vella I am also known as 'The Scourge', 'The King of Locusts', 'The Black Reaper', and dozens of other such names - each one coined by some enterprising young bard looking to make a name for himself by giving a fresh title to an old and generally accepted fact of life. I would like to say I am feared and hated in this land of Vella, but sadly that is only true for some generations of its citizens and not for others. Humans, when wound...