The Saint

What most people don’t know is that Santa Claus is neither a man, nor was she ever human. No, she was always the world eater. A figurehead of the Wild Hunt. Metal, right? Krampus. The Yule Cat. Odin. All of these names. But, really, in every reality, in every timeline and in every corner of the multiverse? Lil’ ol’ me. Nichole Claus, the greatest Archetypal disappointment the multiverse has ever known. And now the Foundry is asking me to find my object of power, the very thing that I became unworthy of many eons ago. Better yet, they've only given me twelve days. Despite this, I've been unable to get the human, Iris Winter, out of my head. So much for saving Christmas, right?