Satan's Little King

In the wastelands where God has turned His face away, something else has begun to listen...

Elijah Dunn was only a boy when the drought came for his sister. While her lips cracked and her breath rattled dry, the preacher thundered about sin and sacrifice. No angels came. No mercy fell. Only silence-and the flies.

When Ruthie died, Elijah didn't pray for comfort. He bled into the dust and whispered his soul to the one the sermons warned him about.

The Devil answered.

Now an ancient hunger stirs ...