A stuck-up with a godly poker face A jolly fool with nothing to lose. Despite the demons, dragons, gods, ghosts, and everything in between, what could possibly go wrong? The Swordmaster cared for nothing much other than his survival. With his blade, poker face, and pet (“It’s not a dog goddammit, it’s a mythic beast!”) Kael was going to do just that. …Until a demonic invasion occurs in his Clan. And his colleague dies. And he finds a demonic…thing? And he garners the resentment of a boy. And- One thing led to another, and now he can walk on water (with some help, of course) Kael sighed, he really needed a break.