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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

Alpheo leaned back in his chair, the flickering candlelight painting his face in soft, shifting shadows. He looked every bit the seasoned storyteller, his voice smooth and deliberate, each word honed to perfection. If his sword arm was unremarkable, his tongue was a blade of its own—razor-sharp and impossible to ignore.

"The Battle of the Bleeding Plains," he began, his tone low and measured, "was a day the gods themselves might have wept to witness." He paused, letting the weight of his words settle. "The enemy outnumbered us two to one. Their banners stretched across the horizon like a storm cloud, their spears glinting like teeth. ''

Torghan sat across from him, his food forgotten, his eyes wide and unblinking.

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