I would like to give a big shout-out to Erin Diane for inviting me on this "Character Meet" Blog Tour. Erin Diane is the author of Room in the Heart. Erin grew up in Northern Michigan, later moving to Northern Colorado, and was encouraged to write from a very young age. She has been writing poetry, songs and stories since she was 12 years old. Room in the Heart is Erin Diane's first full length book. Check out her books on Amazon here and meet protagonist Thea Michaels here.
This character interview will introduce you to a main character from Works in Progress (WIP) or recent releases. My recent release is THE TRIBE OF ISHMAEL (Afterlife Chronicles #1). In this interview, you will meet Kantazsia, a demon solider in the Host of Hell who plays a pivotal role in determining protagonist Ishmael's afterlife. As a bonus, for today only this book will be available for free on Amazon.com here.
1) What is the name of your character? Is he/she fictional or a historic person?
Kantazsia Leviathan is a fictional demoness that protagonist Ishmael befriends on his journey through Hell in Afterlife Chronicles I: The Tribe of Ishmael.
This dark epic fantasy tale is set in Hell. No one really knows the date, but it is estimated to be the millionth year of the Miser. All the demons know is that when the Doom Bell in Acheron tolls its seventh chime, warrior angels will descend and the battle of the Apocalypse will begin.
Kantazsia is one of many demons born into the dark authoritarian world of Hell, which sustains itself through the torment of human souls in each of its ninety-nine punishment circles. By the time they reach demonhood, every demon swears to one of the all-powerful Fallen, who embody one of the Seven Deadly Sins. They train to best be able to serve the mysterious Darkness, King of Hell, for the day when he will free them from their prison. Every aspect of demon life revolves around preparing for the inevitable war.
It is hinted that Kantazsia is estranged from her powerful family. When she was young, the demoness escaped from her cruel mother by day-dreaming that her father was an angel who would one day fly down to rescue her from the unending misery of Hell. This fantasy helped distract her from the reality that she watched her mother kill him. Kantazsia grew up spending a lot of time alone, hunting only with her favorite pets, a pair of gray lyons. When no one ever came to rescue her, Kantazsia’s heart hardened and she committed full-heartily to the cause of the Darkness.
As an adult, the demoness followed her dream to become a follower of Abaddon, the war-like Fallen of Wrath, by joining the Host of Hell. This decision was frowned upon by her family, who championed the Fallen of Envy. In the ranks, Kantazsia’s high-class background alienated her from her military comrades, effectively casting her out as a “lone ranger” type. She is rowdy and crass; loves fire whiskey and human designer jeans; hates tempters, the mind-reading followers of Satan; and keeps her enemies at a distance with a magical golden pistol that never runs out of bullets. Despite her drawl and casual demeanor, Kantazsia is fiercely loyal to those she cares about and is wholly dedicated to the Darkness.
Kantazsia fails her tank squad test and is demoted to be a patroller in the lifeless Furnace circle. She is the laughingstock of her comrades. When she captures Ishmael, an unclaimed soul, Kantazsia finally has the chance to seize the glory she’s always dreamed about in the eyes of the Darkness. However, Ishmael challenges her single-minded dedication to her cause with his vision of a different afterlife beyond anything she’s ever dreamed. Kantazsia must choose between avenging her people’s pain or a glimpse of freedom.
5) What is the personal goal of the character?
Kantazsia wants to be recognized as one of the Darkness’s beloved for everything she has sacrificed as a solider of Hell.
6) When can we expect the book to be published?
It was published recently on Amazon.com. Visit:
“Chapter 43: Reborn” Excerpt:
***Warning: Contains Profanity/Violence***
Sooner or later, every demon faces its first death.
It could be over something stupid. Betting a wolf demon you can outdrink him, for example. Or it could be out of curiosity. Cut yourself shaving, and you just keep cutting, until all of the blood runs out of you.
Humans let fear dictate their actions during their earthly life, and for good reason. Once they’re chained to a punishment circle down here, one way or another, Hell will make sure they return to it. Demons know Death like an old friend, but that doesn’t mean they’re any happier to see him. Death strips age and memories from our souls, but he doesn’t strip away enemies.
When I was a fledgling, and kind of a bigger bitch than I am now, I tormented this one imp, Vyphar, for cycles, before stuffing him in a washing machine, sprinkling him with chlorine, and setting the dial to heavy duty. Even during the final stages of the rinse cycle, the poor imp didn’t remember that he’d been the demon who’d failed my entry exam into the Glorious Infernal the first time. The report included this one really cute quip: Kantazsia will never amount to anything more than a follower of Jezebel. Most demons spend their present life obsessed with the past—or what we can remember of it. You never know if you will come back as an imp or a fledgling, female or male. The only thing you know for certain is your name; it whispers from the hearth of your soulfire.
Except this time. This time when I awoke in the Bleeding Grounds, I remembered my family name and every memory of my past life in vivid, excruciating detail. Suddenly I didn’t want to die anymore. I wanted to fight. I wanted to grow strong. I remembered Azrael’s hand returning me to Hell. I remembered fighting my way through its nefarious embrace, felt it eat bits and pieces of me. I felt my hellfire dwindle and watched my vision of Paradise grow dimmer. There are only so many times you can come back before Hell takes you.
Survive. The Darkness has a timeline for getting out of Hell. When the Doom Bell tolls its last, he will bring Heaven to its knees. The question is, will I have endured the mortal banes of life that Hell taunts us with, eating and sleeping; will I have quelled my enemies, past and present; so that I will be left standing at his side?
If Vyphar hadn’t included that last bit, I would have used the delicate cycle. It’s the fuckin’ small things.
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