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

The wooden door of the barracks creaked open, and a soldier stepped inside, rolling his shoulders with a weary sigh.

The air was thick with the mingling scents of sweat, damp wood, and the faint lingering smoke of last night's fire. His boots thudded dully against the floorboards as he made his way toward his bunk, fingers already reaching up to unfasten the straps of his helmet.

With a grunt, he pulled it off, revealing damp, matted hair, before setting it down onto its allocated spot along with his breastplate. The polished steel caught the dim light of the torches mounted on the walls, reflecting the worn and lived-in state of the barracks—simple yet sturdy, built by the rough hands of the gang members who now toiled as communal slaves within the settlement.

A dark storm