Sisters of the Scarlet Oath

In a world where gods and ancient beings walk the earth as casually as travelers, the word religion lost its power centuries ago. When divinity is loud, visible, and sometimes petty enough to argue with mortals face-to-face, people don’t call it faith—they call it a cult. And in this realm, cult is a respected title, an institution, and a way of life.

At the top of this divine hierarchy stands the Scarlet Oath, led by a towering matriarch known simply as Mother. Fully shrouded in ritual leather and eldritch devotion, she commands reverence not through fear, but through precision, discipline, and unwavering purpose. Her greatest creations are her twelve daughters—beings hand-shaped from discarded souls and breathed into life as embodiments of cosmic power. They are Black women in every shade the universe can craft: fierce, brilliant, and unashamedly divine.

The Scarlet Oath dynasty thrives on order, but lately the universe has grown sloppy. Followers loyal to the Oath have begun appearing in the wrong heavens—misfiled, misplaced, or delivered to afterlives that do not belong to their cult. It’s not dangerous, but it’s embarrassing. And in the world of divine politics, reputation is everything.

To restore balance, Mother sends her daughters into the many realms to retrieve their wayward followers and confront whatever celestial mix-up is causing the chaos. Some heavens welcome them. Others want them gone. But the Scarlet Oath does not take disorder lightly.

As the sisters travel between worlds—one icy, one fiery, one blooming, one storming—they discover that the afterlife is far stranger, pettier, and more bureaucratic than anyone expected. But together they face every mishap, divine argument, cosmic detour, and celestial tantrum with the authority of the dynasty they were raised to uphold.

Powerful, sacred, chaotic, and unafraid, the Sisters of the Scarlet Oath are here to fix the universe whether the universe is ready for them or not.