In the Vastara Kingdom, ancient evils long thought dead stir once more beneath the surface of royal splendor. When a gruesome discovery shatters the illusion of peace, whispers of forgotten demons and forbidden rituals begin to surface.
At the heart of the storm stands a king weighed down by duty, a queen haunted by legacy, and a servant forced to choose between survival and betrayal.
Power trembles. Loyalties blur. And in the silence between heartbeats, something monstrous awakens.
Some secrets aren’t buried. They’re carved. In blood.
Every chapter of his journey drips with raw, visceral brutality: from the blood-soaked clash of swords on ancient battlefields to the shocking, explicit revelations.
If you crave a narrative that refuses to sugarcoat the horrors of war and the sting of familial betrayal, where every cut, every curse, and every act of ruthless defiance resonates with raw, unadulterated emotion, then welcome to this story where the line between hero and monster blurs, and the legacy of blood and vengeance is inescapable.