Allevatore_dicapre

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos.

As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor ,  his three ambitious sons  vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it,  selling their swords to the highest bidder  .

But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch  as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters.

In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath  itself , lacking the strenght to stop them.

In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to  forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires.

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Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Two days had passed, and the army finally ground to a halt. The men set up their makeshift camp near the edge of a sparse forest. Alpheo stood at the edge of the road, his gaze sweeping over the landscape, his lips pressed into a thin line. His face looked as though he had just bitten into a sour lemon, his usual confident demeanor clouded with dissatisfaction.

Clio, ever perceptive, approached him from the side, brow furrowed slightly in concern. "What's the matter?" he asked, tilting his head, his voice calm yet curious.

Alpheo exhaled through his nose, his eyes narrowing at the thin forest line. "I was hoping for the forest to be a bit higher from the road. And... well, more filled with trees," he said, his tone carrying a hint of frustration as he gestured toward the scattered trees barely providing cover or strategic advantage.

Never trust a map given to you...,he thought as he exhaled

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