Ever heard of the Black Devil? No?
Then you’ve been saved from the beast, a creature lurking these woods in the dead of night, hunting for blood to satiate its unquenchable desires.
It’s the Black Devil that guards the liquid gold.
A gold so pure, it pours forth like wine. It bends and shifts and transforms into riches beyond anything you can imagine.
I speak truth. I saw it high up in the hills, at the edge of Clawfoot. It stands over ten feet, thick black hair covering it from head to toe. Walking tall and looking like a woman.
Don’t take my word for it. You want the gold, you better go after it yourself.
But be careful of the Black Devil.
She’s ravenous.
Book one of Fantasia Divinity's Fairy Tale Collection.
Ever heard of the Black Devil? No?
Then you’ve been saved from the beast, a creature lurking these woods in the dead of night, hunting for blood to satiate its unquenchable desires.
It’s the Black Devil that guards the liquid gold.
A gold so pure, it pours forth like wine. It bends and shifts and transforms into riches beyond anything you can imagine.
I speak truth. I saw it high up in the hills, at the edge of Clawfoot. It stands over ten feet, thick black hair covering it from head to toe. Walking tall and looking like a woman.
Don’t take my word for it. You want the gold, you better go after it yourself.
But be careful of the Black Devil.
She’s ravenous.
Book one of Fantasia Divinity's Fairy Tale Collection.