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Immortals + Boredom = Catastrophe

Something old and dangerous is awake and influencing theimmortals to act in ways they’d only imagined.

First, small things like Odin, Anubis and Mab going onseparate vacations and leaving their seats of power open for the taking. Then,Yue Lao, Cupid, Bast, Apollo and a Kitsune messing with the lives and memoriesof mortals. It grows to pandemonium when Pan and Poseidon upend the world,creating the Warp – and a free-for-all where it comes to the immortals’ wildestfantasies. Especially the twisted fantasies of Baba Yaga and her Nightmares,Morrígan and her love of War, and Isis who has no qualms unleashing hell onEarth to get Osiris back, plunging mortals even deeper into danger.

Thankfully, some immortals are older and wiser than others,catching on that everything isn’t as it seems… But damage control, trying toavoid the Apocalypse of all realms, and discovering who the ancient evil is,takes more magic, wit, and sacrifice than they could’ve dreamt possible. Canthe unlikely grouping of Hel, Aphrodite, Set, Thor, Loki, Apollo, Freyja, Raand Ammit save the realms?

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Excerpt

Shadows stretched across her garden. From the darkestshadows, two forms appeared. Lion feet emerged, followed by the body of a lionmerging into the hindquarters of a hippopotamus. The head of a crocodilesomehow stayed concealed in the shadows. But Baba Yaga knew it was there. Ammithad come to visit. The black form next to her could only be Anubis.

‘Ammit the Devourer, as I live and breathe!’ She set downher book, stood up and walked towards them. ‘To what do I owe the pleasure ofyour company?’

Anubis stepped from the shadows. Wisps of darkness clingingto him. Ammit joined him, her yellow eyes glowing unnaturally in the sunlitgarden.

‘You cannot do this, Baba Yaga,’ Ammit said in her hoarsevoice. ‘Think of the death toll.’

Baba Yaga burst out laughing. She couldn’t help it. Theearnest plea of someone who caused a second death for those who failed to provetheir worth against the feather of Ma’at for her not to kill anyone waslaughable.

‘Please, Baba Yaga.’

She stopped laughing. She’d never heard Anubis plead withanyone, ever.

‘What’s going on?’

‘After what those blethering idiots did, what the humanscall the Warp, we’ve been swamped with the casualties. Charon would have come,but he and Hermes have even more to do than Ammit and I.’

‘Ah, yes, the theatrics.’

Anubis scowled. Ammit, though, giggled.

‘What does it have to do with me?’

‘You and your sisters are known to devour naughty children.Do you know how much paperwork that will cause us?’

Baba Yaga rolled her eyes. ‘Since when have you botheredwith paperwork, Ammit?’

The goddess glared at her.

‘The truth, if you will. Otherwise, I’m off to join mysisters.’

Ammit and Anubis shared a look that she didn’t like.

‘The humans cannot take another bombardment of magic. Setand Thor are in agreement,’ Anubis finally said.

‘It must be dire if those two are agreeing on something.’She narrowed her eyes. ‘What did you do?’

‘Me? Nothing!’

Ammit snorted. ‘He took time off and everything nearlyended. That’s the short of it.’

‘So you finally lived down to human expectations.’

‘Nope. I just had some fun on a beach. But that’s not thepoint!’

‘No. You’re telling me that immortals have been using magicon humans to alleviate their boredom, played out some stupid apocalypticfantasy, and now there are more human spirits in need of being ferried to theafterlife than any of you supposed death deities have capacity for. In short:everything can blow up in the faces of all immortals because of the stupidityof a few.’

‘Yes, the usual,’ Ammit said.

Baba Yaga sat down and a chair appeared from nowhere so shewouldn’t land on the ground. Her servants truly anticipated her every need. Onehanded her an iced coffee. As she sipped the delicious brew, the problemspresented to her mulled over in her thoughts.

‘I made a bargain to do my job again – and I won’t go backon my word. Besides, Anubis,’ she stopped him when he opened his mouth. ‘A bitof cannibalism is good for the soul. To fix your problem, I have a simplesolution: send the excess souls to join the Host until you can work throughyour backlog.’

‘This goes for all pantheons?’ Ammit asked.

‘Of course.’

A song about girls running the world started to play. AtAnubis’s glare, the music stopped.

‘What was that?’ Baba Yaga asked, intrigued.

‘Beyoncé’s “Who Run the World”,’ Anubis said with a scowl tothe invisible servants who had played the music.

‘I like it,’ Ammit said, swaying.

‘You would.’

Author bio

Award-winning Dark Fantasy author Ronel Janse van Vuurenwrites about kick-ass heroines, the duality of being human and loves to usefolklore to underscore her point.

She’s a Rottweiler pack leader, chicken wrangler and horseservant.

All of her books are available for purchase from majoronline retailers.

Find Ronel online: https://linktr.ee/miladyronel

There are a lot of main characters in this series, so Ichose to focus on Hel as she’s the weirdest.

She drinks pickle juice to re-hydrate after using a lot ofmagic. (Yes, the juice left over in a bottle of gherkins…)

Her favorite dessert is vanilla cupcakes with pinkstrawberry frosting.

She enjoys giblets and other such dishes as she sees it as adelicacy (and believes that if you’re going to eat an animal, you should eatthe whole beast).

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They’ve been alive forever. They’ve been bored for some time. And now they’re showing it.