Like evolution itself, nothing about the story in these pages was born of a plan. It’s a collection of ‘What ifs.’ The authors didn’t discuss the story in advance, they simply performed it.
The penultimate premise?
What if the biblical progenitors of humanity were bent on its eventual destruction?
The answer is here between these covers, in the form of a heavy-metal armageddon meltdown fueled by rage, passion, firepower, and hellfire. This is epic poetry like you’ve never read before—irreverent, gruesome, horrifying, heartrending. It will make you think, and it will clarify the meaning of the phrase:
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
The penultimate premise?
What if the biblical progenitors of humanity were bent on its eventual destruction?
The answer is here between these covers, in the form of a heavy-metal armageddon meltdown fueled by rage, passion, firepower, and hellfire. This is epic poetry like you’ve never read before—irreverent, gruesome, horrifying, heartrending. It will make you think, and it will clarify the meaning of the phrase:
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
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