History knows me by many names. Nyx, the Goddess of Night. Lilith, the Lady of Darkness. Selaphiel, the fifth angel of God. But the course of my life has been determined by my greatest mistake. I opened the gate and allowed Lucifer to fall. Booted from Heaven for my sin, I serve my penance as a reaper. By collecting history's most twisted souls, I work to one day earn my ticket home.

Case #664

She took an axe and gave her mother forty whacks, and now... Death is coming for Lizzie Borden. Is she innocent? Guilty? I don't know or care. Reapers have gone missing on their hunt to harvest the soul of the notorious axe murderer and I can't afford to let my guard down. Scythe gripped tight, I'm marching into the past to deliver final judgement to Lizzie's doorstep.

Borden may have a creepy ass rhyme, but I'm an ex-angel with nothing but time. Her father got forty-one whacks, now it's time she learns reaping is the real pain in the axe.