Oh yeah, that women's sportsball game. I forgot that that was in the first few chapters of the first goddamned book of the series.
It doesn't get better.
Epilogue: And All the Fools Sailed Away
“They only found bones. And... broken pieces of marble.”
Two more tears leaked down across Speedwagon’s face, and his head sank into his hands. His hair was cut short in front, and the fresh bandages around his forehead were already starting to darken...
16. Die Young
Back in through the northern door. The foyer was too open, and had too many entrances. Jonathan would have to avoid spaces like that, or the boiler room. It occurred to him that the latter would be a perfect place for Dio to try to lead him, but then, to lead him anywhere he...
Content warning for extreme body horror and gore.
15. Time to Burn
“What do we do now?” Speedwagon banged his fists against the side of the coach, startling the already jumpy driver as he hurriedly re-hitched the horses. The bandages that Erina had just retrieved from the vehicle wrapped...
Ah, Incarnations of Immortality. I read this series when I was thirteen and thought it was the coolest thing ever, because when you're thirteen everything seems like the coolest thing ever.
So I remember enjoying these books, but whenever I think back hard enough to remember a specific detail...
14. Nowhere To Run
Silence reigned over the coach’s sealed cab, broken only by the clopping of hooves and the occasional squeak of the wheels. They had arranged for a large, eight-seated coach and driver this time, since their destination was not nearly as remote as Windknight’s Lot, with...
Content warning for discussion of physical and sexual child abuse, suicide, and maximum Dio Brando.
13. The Devil Went Down to London
George’s eyes were downcast as he rested his head in his hands. His hair looked blacker and sleeker again, more like it had before this most recent bout of...
12. Poison
Jonathan did not, in the end, ask Wamuu many more questions during the trip back to London. He spent most of the ride staring out the window at the starlit snow by the roadside, or resting his fingers on the star-shaped mark on his neck as if it might start writhing or growing at...
11. Marry the Night
The last of the throng shuffled out the front gate. The two men who brought up the rear each held a rifle. One held his weapon up toward the sky, as if he thought the crackling yellow flames of the nearby woman’s impromptu torch would reveal a winged demon about to descend...
10. Night Fever
Even before her training under Swami Tonpetti and his disciples, Erina had learned to think quickly and act just as fast using whatever happened to be on hand. Her first three years of medical apprenticeship, before her formal degree and before the ripple, had largely been...
9. Into The Night
Jonathan clutched Erina’s hand tighter as they rounded the corner and sloshed through the half-melted snow below the huge, ogre-like wall carving that was the street’s namesake. A little pale light still managed to seep through the clouds and smog from the far west; Wamuu had...
INTERLUDE: Behind The Masks
The wind had gone down again, but the stars were hidden behind thick clouds now, and tiny snowflakes – so light they were scarcely there – fell onto the brick plateaus and concrete ravines, silhouetted against the smoke of narrow, iron volcanos. The tall man looked...