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A webcomic! Affiliates

In the year of 3462, in the age of Yohiat, a rust-and-sapphire marble twirls in the confines of its orbit around Yhzit, the planet's apricot-coloured sun. Spacecraft dart in and out of its orbit, carrying goods - iriisi fruit and laheli reeds and such - and passengers - Dakil, Sadru-Et, La'hainn, and more - on their way to and from the proud planet of Izyal, interplanetary trade center and home to hundreds of thousands of different peoples, some mouth-mobile, others not.

Look closer, now. On the dark side of the planet, a million sparkling lights brighten the landscape, like a spiderweb catching stars. On the light side? Colour! - colours of all kinds, hot colours and cool colours, dark colours and bright colours - all colours bring the rust-coloured grass surrounding to its knees even while glorifying it.

And on that half lit by Yhzit, there is a city. Its name? Devalin - named for its, er, devilish inhabitants. Daemons and demons both roam here - but the one in question is a daemon of about 261 years, though she looks sprightly enough for her age; if she were a human, she'd be about 23. But then, if she were a human, and 261 years old, she'd be dead.

Her name is Calise Arrikanez.

And she is where the story begins.