Dream Reaper

He doesn’t remember who he is. Only that he spent the last three and a half years in slavery — branded, broken, forgotten. His name is gone. All that remains is a nickname: Cain.



A month ago, he escaped — carrying with him a sword that should never belong to any man. Now he wanders a world ruled by the Gods of Order, where each city lives by divine law, and every step beyond their will is punishable by death.



His katana drinks fear. Every life it touches leaves a scar — not on the body, but on the soul.



He’s searching for his past, not knowing who he was — and dreading who he might become.