My name is Alana Devereaux. I
enjoy the simple things in life, walks in the park, sky
gazing, and ripping a demon's heart out though its chest. I
am a demon slayer, the last of my kind, and I have been sent
back through time to save your world. How am I doing so far?
My time travel went haywire, all the signs I needed to stop
the prophecy have passed, and the only way I can save my
world is by keeping yours from ending. Then there's Gaelen,
most days I want to deck him. He hides his true motives and
if it was not for the intel he had, I would be rid of him.
Any day in my life without a demon attack is a good day; I
haven't had a whole lot of those lately. The only problem
is, if I don’t stop the Mutari, this world will burn.