Crown of Ash and Stone

Once, he was Erion of the Shattered Citadel—a hero who felled tyrants and drank starlight. Now, he scrubs espresso machines in a dimly lit Brooklyn café, his sword arm trembling at the hiss of steam.



The portal that spat him here left him with nothing but a name tag, panic attacks, and a recurring nightmare of a black dog chewing through the threads of time. But when a grad student named Lila starts asking questions about the "weirdly medieval" scars on his hands, Erion’s carefully constructed lie of normalcy begins to crumble. The real world has no use for knights... until the cracks in his sanity start leaking monsters even coffee can’t fix.