The Brimsting Cycle

Tucker-Geist Brimsting was never meant to be important.

Born on a farm in the demon realm where the crops scream, the fruit bites back, and the sun is always bland no matter the weather, Tucker grows up tilling cursed vegetables and brewing spiteberry jam like every good Brimsting before him.

But Tucker has a gift. Not for fire, not for brute force.For lies.The kind that spread. The kind thatfeellike truth.The kind you repeat because it’s easier than asking questions, or because you want them to be true. The kind that ultimately rot your soul.

So when a mortal summoning goes wrong (or just right enough), Tucker finally sees his chance to escape the farm and maybe unravel the world in the process.

After all, it’s not a lie if theywantedto believe it.