In a camp where death trains the living, she shouldn’t have made it past the gates.
Imani was never meant to fight, not with Onyx blood in her veins, and definitely not with her name. But when the tyrant king of the North hurls her from her castle and into the Valley, she’s left with two options: enlist in the military camp or rot in the gutter like the rest of the forgotten.
Disguised as a wiry boy named Torsten, Imani enters a battleground disguised as a camp, where war gods demand blood, and creatures crawl through portals that shouldn’t exist.
Here, the weak are detested, carved into monsters or erased.
In a squad of spectacular street thugs—
- A scholar who reads like he sees souls.
- A brutal chaos-magnet priest built like a god, ready for anything but holiness.
- A cold realist with eyes that’ve already buried a hundred lives.
Imani has one goal: survive long enough to destroy the chains that bound her, exert revenge...and maybe, just maybe, figure out what the hell is clawing at her from the inside.
Because in the Valleys, death isn’t the worst thing waiting for her.
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What to expect.
- Military fantasy and politics
- Werewolf lore tied to Fenrir and Gullveig.
- Norse Mythos and ancient curses [Tweaked a lot]
- Portal horror
- Found family, betrayal, and secrets.