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The ancient god of Athlos has once again come alive wanting to once again be whole. The leader of Athlos is bent on being one with the creator once again, however there are those who stand against him and his ideas.

Once news of rebellion approaches the Supreme's ears, he calls for the ancient rite of the guard. The question is... Is the calling of the guard to unite the ancient god, or to set the people free from the ancient god?

The Throne follows the lives of five different people losing something important to them, and how they react to the events that evolve around them. It shows them in their weakest of moments as they learn how to rely on themselves finding strength in the strangest of places.

It focuses on their weaknesses and desires for revenge throughout the fist part of the novel. Fear and doubt in their abilities is revealed to characters as they’re pushed away from others. They learn how to see things from a different point of view as they become stronger, preparing themselves for what only few can see.

It all begins as a normal day for each of them, until something happens in each of their lives that causes their weakness to be shown for everyone to see. Its their responses to these events that their hidden strength starts to reveal itself.

Mouse is a street thug, and a known thief in the city causing headaches to the guards and merchants he steals from. His quick wit and sarcasm shines when he has everything, however, loses it all when he’s attacked. Star a circus performer reveals her dark side when she loses the closest people in her life, and revenge is the only thing she can think of. Harnio has Asperger’s and savant syndrome, causing him to not have the ability to connect with people, yet when it comes to information and learning there is no one greater. Drummen a loud, proud, lover of women and wine has only one desire in his life and that is freedom, yet he can't escape from the ones pulling his strings. While Stannir following the footsteps of his grandfather maybe strong and talented, yet he has no belief in himself nor his abilities that are forced upon him to survive.


The main plot pushes the characters together to complete the ritual by fighting a mysterious army that’s being created by the Supremes’ order. Their actions can either repair Athlos leaving it as it is or returning it to how it once was long ago in the past when the Creator was walking on its lands. 

Each character faces stress, pain, suffering, rejection, love and hatred. Its how the characters react to these situations and how they deal with the problems they face.

The Throne

"Ahh, that's good, I didn't think I could do anymore than that."


He looked up at a shadow in the back of the room."That was very impressive, I think there was nothing more you could have done to make people thirstier for blood."


He smiled."That's nice coming from you, known as the best orator in all the lands."


The Supreme turned and looked at another dark shadow to the side. He turned and sat on his throne."You did perfectly… I'm sure there will be lots of fights breaking out soon, but I do have a question, who exactly are our enemies?"


He shook his head and sighed."That would be the people themselves, what we want are the guards."


He turned and smiled at the voice as she walked into the room. 'It's nice to see you awake… You're beautiful as always."


"She's right, but we need the guards to open the doors��� I really hope that they do complete their duty. Staring at those closed doors is rather tiring."


"If they don't want to open them, we can provide them with the incentive to open the doors." The Supreme smiled. "That's why I've kept you around all these years. Pity my attendants aren't as knowledgeable as you are."


He watched as a shadow flew around the throne room. "Give me Borgis…"


The Supreme waved his hand ignoring the black shadow as the side door opened and three attendants entered the throne room bowing before him.


"Wise choice of calling the guard Supreme, but don't you think it is too early to call them since the pirates have only just started their movements?"


"Borgis… Borgis, Borgis. You see. The pirates are the only ones who can release those stuck in the Firelands. If the Firelands is opened, then we have a big problem, don't we?"


"Give me himmm. You know I can do better…" The Supreme ignored the hiding shadow.


"Borgis. I��ve been told there has been a delay on your research?"


"I can do better than he is… His work is flawed, which is why it failed… Please give himmm to meeee.?"


"My creations were recently returned to me dead… on my desk…"


"Give himm to mee. I'll make those into an army for you. You know I can do a better job than he has."


"Borgis, you've disappointed me many times. You say you're intelligent, but you haven't showed me any of that. I've had to deal with your mess several times."


The Supreme looked at the other attendants. "You two can go. I need to talk with Borgis privately for a bit."


The Supreme sat on his stone throne and wrapped his hand around the jewel on his necklace. "Sorry Borgis, I expected more from you… Marcule he's yours."


"Hahahahahahaha. Yes. Finally it's my turn.


The Supreme turned his head away from Borgis.


He heard Borgis' body fall to the ground and started to roll around the room screaming. He sighed when the screaming stopped, and Borgis stood up again. He looked at Borgis.


"I'll begin making the army immediately for you."


The Supreme nodded. "You have my permission."


He watched as Borgis opened his eyes and stared into his yellow eyes.


"Supreme. I'll begin now." The Supreme nodded at Borgis and watched as Borgis melted into the stone.


He sighed as he heard Borgis' laughter in the walls. "I hope he isn't going to be as noisy as he was last time. He's already giving me a headache."


Epilogue