“The slave of Night and Chaos,
A spoke in the wheel of time.
Scourge of Heaven, a prince cast down,
Crowned in ash, condemned by design.”
In the shadow of Heaven’s ruin, something stirs.
He was not born. He was sent. A soul sculpted from silence and sorrow, carried into flesh by a breath older than creation. Uriel awakens — not as a savior, but as a witness. Of betrayal buried in prophecy. Of power wrapped in frailty. Of a world worshiping the very chains that bind it.
But salvation is not granted. It is carved. And Uriel will carve his path through doubt, through pain, through truth that no god dares speak aloud. As lies unravel and light fractures, a son rises — not to lead, but to decide.
The war never ended. It only changed names.
The Ballad continues.
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book 1 was all fire + war, this one is… ashes. slower, sadder, way more human. uriel’s time on earth feels so raw, like watching someone you care about fall apart in slow motion. the crucifixion chapter?? brutal. not flashy, just pure pain. i finished it and just sat there like… damn.
Book 1 was cosmic tragedy, but Book 2 feels like sitting inside someone’s private journal of grief. Uriel’s wandering, his doubt, his struggle to carry memory and meaning on earth — it’s clearly more than fantasy, it’s the author wrestling with their own life, their own losses, their own betrayals. And because of that, it doesn’t read like a polished epic, it reads like lived pain turned into myth. That’s what makes it powerful, but also what makes it hard — it can be slow, messy, overwhelming. But I’d rather read something messy and real than something shallow and clean. Four stars because it’s not for everyone, but for those who have been through similar storms… it feels like someone put your own thoughts into writing.
hits different than part 1… slower, sadder, deeper. if book 1 was all fire + rebellion in heaven, book 2 is ashes… it’s uriel stumbling thru earth, trying to live as something less than he was, more than he can handle. ngl it’s not an easy read — the pacing is slower, there’s less “flashy battle” stuff — but man, the weight of it? unreal. uriel feels like someone carrying a backpack full of centuries of grief. he loves, he fails, he doubts himself, he breaks. it’s tragic but also relatable… like underneath the angel wings, it’s just a guy who can’t find his place in the world anymore. the crucifixion chapter destroyed me. it’s not shiny biblical retelling, it’s raw. painful. like the author poured their own scars onto the page. and by the end, i wasn’t even thinking of uriel as a character anymore — he felt like a reflection of anyone who’s ever carried too much and still kept going. so yeah… different vibe than book 1, but imo stronger. it lingers. i finished it days ago and i’m still thinking about it.
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A Slave of Chaos
The slave of Night and Chaos,
A spoke in the wheel of time.
Scourge of Heaven, a prince cast down,
Crowned in ash, condemned by design.
Brother of his father — the silent betrayer,
Bound by guilt to a sibling’s fall.
Sister of his father — the ancient deceiver,
Frailty her mask, and ruin her call.
His brethren scattered, gray and lost,
Led like lambs through woven lies.
Still a slave to Night and Chaos,
He burns beneath forsaken skies.
Salvation of his tale tragic,
The last firstborn of magic.
A power chained, but now unleashed,
A whore astride a ravening beast.
Frailty against frailty — the closing design,
The gamble of God, the illusion of time.
The crown of his ruin, the curse he defies —
The Son of Light, surrounded by Lies.