In the kingdom of Emerald, the name Soru'draigg stands as a symbol of power and prestige, a lineage that guards the empire with unmatched prowess. But beneath this legacy lies a ruthless truth—only the strong are named, and the weak are forgotten.

Born without magic, a nameless child is cast into the shadows of his family, exiled to a hidden branch where failures are discarded. Yet, he is plagued by visions—fragments of a past he does not recall and a future he cannot avoid.

As he embarks on a journey across the continent, honing his skills and forging unexpected bonds, the nameless boy uncovers the dark truths buried within his family and the empire they serve. His quest for acceptance turns into a struggle for survival as he delves deeper into the mysteries of the Soru'draigg legacy and the curse that binds him to a fate far more sinister than he imagined.

Everyman's Nightmare

With a swift kick, Aristellus launched himself off the horse, his body twisting in midair. Before his feet could even touch the ground, his arm flicked out, sending a dagger hurtling straight toward Leos. The muscular man's eyes narrowed, his reflexes sharp. In one swift motion, he raised the broad width of his axe, deflecting the dagger with a heavy clang. The blade ricocheted off, spinning wildly before embedding itself into the dirt beside him. 


The moment Aristellus landed, he was already moving—quick, agile, almost impossible to track. His speed was staggering, his form becoming a blur as he darted across the battlefield like a shadow. Leos stood his ground, a fortress of muscle and steel. He didn't need to chase the boy; Aristellus was coming to him. Circling, probing, trying to find a weakness, but Leos felt like an immovable wall. His axe and fists moved with deliberate power, parrying each slash and feint, waiting patiently for the moment Aristellus would make a mistake. 


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