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Ten thousand years ago a cultivator shook the earth and touched the heavens. Their sword cleaving the fabric of reality to ascend, however, Hel was betrayed. Her soul torn asunder and the pieces left to the winds. Her soul sealed to the earth. Today, her legend is both one of deep admiration and one of ridicule. One cultivator who sees her story as one to be admired is Jessica, first diciple of a budding sect, barely past it''''s first century of existence. Her thoughts of late though have not been upon the teachings and life of Hel. They have been on how incompetent her sect master is. As first disciple it is her duty to make sure the sect runs smoothly, which means needing make sure there is a sect to manage to begin with. Lydia has not had a thought for Hel, or anything other than her master, the succubus Kali, for a long time now. She has no idea how long it has been since she first begun to serve her lady. Such thoughts are unneeded for a servant of an Archdemon. Every moment she is in service to her mistress is like a drug to her, filling her up glee. Unfortunately, she is so rudely "saved" by a hero and their entourage on an assault upon her mistress. Now forced to heal from being enthralled by her mistress, and forced to go through withdrawals of her mistress'''' love. At the edge of the world spirit beasts and monsters roam free. Where hunters and rangers call their home. A guild at the reaches has its fair share of hunters looking to make their marks and a overly cautious guild marm to guide them. Sally has no time to consider the teachings of cultivators being too busy teaching starry eyed hunter wannabes out in the boonies. It isn''''t the most prestigious assignment, but for a cautious huntress looking to make it without risking life and limb? It suits just fine. It''''s really too bad she couldn''''t keep her mouth shut.These three and their companions will follow in the footsteps of Hel. To shake the earth, and pierce the heavens with broken swords, hearts, and minds.