Urban Fantasy series from author J. Johnson Higgins
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The great futuristic society of I-Star has long foretold the coming of a female with a gem embedded in her forehead. Known as the Dark Messiah, this woman possesses magical powers that will bring about the destruction of life as they know it.
When a young Cassidy awakens inside an enchanted cave, she has no memory of how she came to be in this strange place. She starts to build a life for herself in the modern, utopian world of I-Star. The odd red crystal in the middle of her forehead disturbs her, as no one else in the community of Jennison has such a marking.
Cassidy soon catches the attention of a mysterious sorcerer, Dmitri von Calvin, who recognizes her as the Dark Messiah and wishes to harness her power for destructive ends. Cassidy learns of the sorcerer's evil agenda and the prophecy of the Dark Messiah. Rather than fulfill her role as a life destroyer, Cassidy makes a decision to stand and fight against the destruction of her beloved world.
An epic fantasy full of larger-than-life characters, Legend of the Dark Messiah speaks to the incredible power of one individual to change the world.
Lightning struck the mountain, and a charged current ran through it until it struck the sword. The sword glowed white for a few seconds, then stopped. The weapon was no longer pure black after the blessing; instead, it was silver with black lines snaking down it, handle blade and all.
“Now you may handle it.”
When Cassidy reached up and grabbed the sword, the bright light died away, leaving only her red eyes in the dark. Whispers gathered around her as she began to swing the sword with superb skill. She turned it, twirled it, and trusted it. She stopped and held the sword before her. Instantly, images flashed in her mind, violent grisly
images. They were brief and made little sense to her. One thing was certain: she heard screams of terror and pain with it in her hand. The terrible shouts got louder and louder, until it was unbearable. Cassidy dropped the sword to the ground, and the voices stopped.
“That is your sword, Cassidy,” Ikol said to her. “It belongs to you.”