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Veilborn – Synopsis

Betrayed. Beaten. Left for dead.

Cassian Voss was born of imperial blood, yet treated as nothing more than a pawn—a forgotten son in the shadow of a tyrant. When the emperor forces him into a death duel for his own amusement, Cassian loses everything. His family is executed. His body is shattered. His name is erased.

But some men are too stubborn to die.

Dragged from the depths of the empire’s waste pits, Cassian claws his way back with nothing but his rage, his scars, and the whispers of something ancient—something that should have never been awakened. Umbrafang, a blade of forgotten origins, has chosen him. And with its power, Cassian will carve his path through the empire that cast him aside.

Yet vengeance is only the beginning.

The empire is a beast with many heads—noble houses vying for power, generals who have never lost a war, and an emperor who once brought nations to their knees. And in the shadows, something far more terrifying stirs—a force older than Vordania itself, watching, waiting.

As Cassian rises, so does the chaos. A new rebel known as The Rising Sun emerges, a challenger to the throne Cassian seeks. And beyond them both, an ancient darkness whispers from the void, promising power beyond measure… at a price.

In this brutal game of kings and gods, who will reign, who will fall, and who will be consumed?


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A tale of vengeance, war, and the making of legends. This is Veilborn. The world will remember his name.

ASHES OF VORDANIA: BLOOD AND OATH

With Darius at his side, Cassian wasted no time.

They moved through the city as the night deepened, weaving through alleys and side streets. Ra'Zirah wasn't just a city of warriors—it was a city of secrets. And Cassian needed them.

Darius led him to a gathering place of mercenaries and outcasts—men with no allegiance, men who had been cast aside by lords and kings.

"You want men willing to fight?" Darius said, glancing over the hardened faces around them. "You'll find them here. But loyalty is bought in blood, not coin."

Cassian nodded. He wasn't looking for an army. Not yet. But he needed a foundation.

As Darius spoke with a few of the warriors, Cassian moved through the marketplace, his eyes scanning the rows of weapons and artifacts.

It was unremarkable at first glance, sitting among rusted daggers and battered shields. No engravings, no ornamentation.

But when Cassian's fingers brushed the hilt, he felt it.

A pulse. A faint, lingering power.

The shopkeeper, an old man with burn scars along his arms, barely looked at him. "Common sword," he muttered. "Scavengers brought it in from the Ruins of Yvorith."

The man shrugged. "Two hundred renn."

Darius, overhearing, scoffed. "That's barely the price of a half-decent dagger."

The old man spat to the side. "Take it or leave it."

Cassian didn't hesitate. He tossed a coin pouch onto the counter.

The shopkeeper snorted but took the money. "Your loss, boy."

Cassian ignored him. He gripped the sword tighter. It felt… right. Balanced. Familiar.

Darius frowned. "You really think that thing's worth anything?"

He didn't tell Darius about the pulse he had felt. The way the sword seemed to hum beneath his fingers.

Some things were better left unspoken.

Over the next few days, Cassian and Darius worked in the shadows.

Darius, with his reputation, began gathering fighters—not an army, but men with potential. Mercenaries, ex-soldiers, outcasts. Not all pledged loyalty immediately, but they listened.

Cassian, meanwhile, focused on information.

He studied the noble houses, the merchant families, the power structures of Vordania. If he was to challenge the empire, he needed more than just blades. He needed knowledge.

Each night, as the fires of Ra'Zirah burned, Cassian and Darius planned their next move.

But something was shifting in the city.

A name whispered through the alleyways, carried by merchants, thieves, and spies alike. A name neither Cassian nor Darius had spoken, yet it followed them like a shadow.

And soon, they would make their move.

CHAPTER 6 – SHADOWS OF RA’ZIRAH