Before time was written, there was only the Word — and the one who defied it.
A Ballad of Chaos is an epic mythological fantasy that reimagines Lucifer, not as the villain of Heaven, but as its first victim — betrayed by a Creator he loved, used as a pawn in an eternal war of light and shadow.
Across five books and three timelines, the saga follows fallen angels, forgotten gods, and fractured souls — from Lucifer’s descent and Uriel’s rebirth, to the grim reaper’s reckoning and the apocalypse itself.
Myths unravel, prophecy fractures, and fate is no longer divine.
This is not the story you were told. This is the story that was buried.This is the Ballad of Chaos.
Order the books from below links. Discover the saga.
Part 4
A Reaper of Flame and Ruin
Follows Lucifer reborn and his war against the Creator
Publishing 30 September 2025
A Harbinger of Dawn and Order
Follows Lucifer’s avatar and his labors for peace
Publishing Q4 2025
A Chronicle of Chaos
These books were born in silence — the kind of silence that comes when you are too far from home, too far from love, and too close to yourself.
I began writing A Ballad of Chaos more than fifteen years ago, in the years when life itself felt like an experiment in breaking me. I wrote A Ballad of Chaos while carrying the weight of family collapse, betrayals, breakups, deaths, and losses that reshaped my world again and again; more than once I lived alone enough to wonder if it was worth living at all. Every time I built a place for myself, it was taken. Every time I found light, it slipped away. So I turned to pages. What began as journals of pain became characters. Those characters became stories. And the stories became a world vast enough to contain all that hurt — and something more.
This saga is not derived from my pain; it is built to contain it.
Charon, Lucifer, Lilith, Uriel — they are not allegories of people I knew, but vessels for the storms I lived. That is why they burn, why they doubt, why they rage, and why they endure. That is why it is called A Ballad of Chaos. Because my chaos needed a song. If I am a demon in my work today, it is because I learned to shape chaos into meaning; it is because the world taught me nothing lasts — except what you build yourself.
A Ballad of Chaos is not just fantasy. It is my archive of survival, the living record of how I made meaning out of disorder. Thank you for reading it — because now it is not only mine anymore.