Baptisms can be fun…unless an old pal changes the water to pure sin right before John goes chunky-dunking.
Ok. That was mean. You’re not chunky, John. You’re…dad-bod chic. Stop crying, you big baby. It was a compliment!
In the last place John ever thought he would find himself, he discovers the scrolls of the prophecy that has haunted him for centuries.
Armed only with the celestial key provided by the Archangel Gabriel, John must travel to hell – where no creature of heaven can follow – to unlock a box that no denizen of hell can open. Talk about a paradox….
Only an abomination can travel below, and all of creation urgently needs to learn the truth of their fate, as it had been foretold long ago.
To make matters worse, our antihero must find a way to free his friend’s soul from an eternity of unbearable anguish…from a place no one has ever escaped. At least Samael hadn’t been setting up a trap when John rescued his brother from the mouth of madness…right?
Guys? Am I right?
These demons, man. Can’t trust them at all. They are the absolute worst.