Cythraul

Inian shook his head, "I know I couldn't. It's a rush, but I couldn't stay in constant danger for my entire life. I know that I can survive and be fine with you at my side, but eventually, I will need a quiet job."

Marc sighed, "I get it. I think that I may want to do this for the rest of my life. It's great money, fun, and I get to fly around on a ship! I had just hoped maybe hoped that you would enjoy this as much as I did, and we could stay doing this for the rest of our lives."

When his friend joins a mercenary group, Inian has only one choice: to go with him. With nations at war fighting for land that giant monsters roam, Inian must find his place in the world. 
Hearing an echo of a voice saying that he is destined to rule with enormous power, what will he do with this knowledge? Will he protect himself and his family while keeping the peace? Or will he destroy the world instead?

Will his son, Alaric face the same questions?

Follow them on their journey and watch as one becomes the Ruler of Iron and Flesh!

Ruler of Iron and Flesh

Alaric and the gang quickly made their way out of the monster lands. They were able to easily avoid any patrols or search parties due to the vast size of the monster lands.


The only thing that had Alaric nervous now was the Vottos Hollows. According to the legend that Sarah continued talking about, the necromancer would kill any living creature who walked into the cave, and that same creature would come out again, only as a skeleton. Then it would terrorize the nearest village.


Alaric got a chill down his spine, the idea of something coming back from the dead freaked him out. 


Everyone pressed forward to the nearest town within the Empire. It took them a few days to walk, but once they made it, they were able to rent a vehicle.


"Ugh! It's about time! My feet are killing me!" Sarah exclaimed.


"Mine are as well. My feet are throbbing due to the excessive walking we have performed in the past few days." Barry added.


The Hollows