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 moment the soldiers' clubs struck the settlers, the shouting began.

"What are you doing?!" one man bellowed, staggering back, clutching his arm where a soldier's stick had slammed into it. "We're not the enemy! They are!Kill them not us" He jabbed a finger toward the tribesmen.

Others took up the cry, their voices filled with outrage and disbelief.

"You strike your own people while savages run free?!What has come to you?" "We are the faithful! They are the heretics!" "You protect them after they murdered a priest? Do you not fear the gods?!"

The accusation spread like wildfire. A priest was killed and in retaliation, their voices rose in fury, pointing, shouting, eyes blazing with righteous anger.

"They killed him! The enemy is right there, you blind fools!"

The rage that had once been directed at the tribesmen now began turning toward the soldiers themselves.

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