I am Ren. Well, now I am. I can't remember my name from before, but enough about that. This is a story about angels, demons and ponies. I was called by the pantheon to save this world from the true evil, the prime evils. Along the way, I find friends, romance and bigotry galore when I'm not killing demons, undead, fallen angels, those that do evil and doing my meditation. I may not always agree with the pantheon but where the gods wish to see, I am their eyes and where they wish to strike, I am their fists.

This is a displaced fic, I'm at least hoping it can be recognized as one, with the Diablo universe (mostly 3)
There will be blood and may or may not have sex so it will be rated mature. I always welcome feedback and love hearing from readers, so don't feel shy.