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In the year 2025, a curious linguist named Liam Routh discovers an ancient, untitled book hidden deep within the archives of a massive private library. Bound in leather and sealed with a forgotten symbol—a sun pierced by three arrows—the book claims to hold the true story of Kael of No-Name, a boy erased from his powerful family line over four thousand years ago.

As Liam begins to read, the air shifts. The ink glows. And suddenly, he’s not just reading the story—he’s living it.

Transported to a time of ruthless warlords, forgotten gods, and wild desert lands, Liam follows the audacious journey of Kael: a castaway prince turned rebel dreamer who escapes his tyrannical bloodline to forge a kingdom of laughter, love, and freedom in a land untouched by empire.

With a band of misfits by his side—including a drunk who thinks he’s royalty, a seductive thief, and a spear-wielding queen—Kael dares to challenge fate, conquer chaos, and rewrite history.

But kingdoms built on ideals are often the first to be tested by war.

Kingdom Of The Forgotten Sun

The spiral staircase led them into a circular chamber lined with flickering glyphs. But before they could step forward, the walls trembled.

The explosion tore through the passage behind them. Rubble and smoke surged in as shadows emerged—black-suited agents with glowing visors and rifles like alien serpents.

Liam dove behind a pillar. Rajan cursed loudly, pulling a tiny knife from his boot and chucking it at one of the attackers with a completely unnecessary spin. "Did that look cool at least?!" he yelled.

Liam peeked over. "No time for style points!"

Another blast rocked the ceiling. The Voice Beneath the Water stood in the center, calm but chanting in a language neither man understood.

"She's doing something," Rajan growled. "We hold them off."

But Rajan wasn't listening. With a grin that was half bravery, half insanity, he dashed forward, slashing one assailant's thigh and tossing his own jacket in another's face.

"I always wanted to go out like a movie hero," he shouted. "Just didn't think the budget would be so low!"

He laughed, even as bullets rained.

Liam tried to reach him, but the floor cracked wide, separating them. Fire licked the edge. Rajan gave him a two-finger salute and shouted, "Protect her, idiot!"

Then he turned and vanished into the fire with a roar.

Liam pulled the Voice to safety just as a final explosion sent debris crashing down. A sharp light flashed—and then darkness.

Sena helped him up. "Fashionably. Come on, we're going to be buried if we don't move."

Together, the three fled as the underground sanctum began to collapse. Ancient knowledge crumbled, glyphs died out, and with them, the truth of Kael was swallowed again by stone and secrecy.

Outside, under the red twilight of evening, Liam looked back.

Chapter Thirty-Five – Blood in the Underground (2025)