Ancient Feud: Shadows Of The Past
He died on the battlefield beside his twin brother on the day they received full warrior status. Just when he thought he was finally out of the misery and pain of the world, He was thrust right into the middle of another war that had been going on for almost a decade. Vikings, Knights and Samurai's all fighting over territory. And Joda, was the chosen warrior who had to stop these superpowers before they destroyed the fantasy world he had found himself in. "You know, when I brought you here, I never thought you would put yourself in harm's way so soon." The voice berated Joda as he stood alone,ready to face a thousand viking warriors on his own. "You wanted me to be a hero. This is what heroes do." Joda answered the voice as he pulled out his sword. Follow Joda on his quest as he tries to unify three opposing and powerful factions. Will Joda succeed? Find out by following on his journey in Ancient Feud: Shadows Of The Past. -------------- Just to be clear. The world is completely fictional so do not compare it to our real-world or even the universe :# ===== P.S I don't own the cover. If the owner has any issues, I can take it down. ===== Join my discord channel below for more info about the book or if you simply wanna hang out and talk about everything godly. https://discord.gg/hQtzSCKn8a
OLD DEMONS HAUNT THE NIGHT
The day was hot and the Officiator was Inside his personal study with his little brother discussing how they were going to make the next phase of the tournament memorizing when they Heard a knock from outside.
"Come in" the officiator had answered crisply and one of his newer servants entered the medium sized room,bowed to the two men respectfully before stretching forth his hand to pass over a rolled up parchment to the Officiator.
"A letter from an unknown masked man who claimed his master had asked to get this letter delivered specifically to you else you'll ensure there was hell to pay for failure of delivery." The young servant announced robotically when the Officiator took the rolled up parchment from him.
"Leave us" the Officiator intoned in his deep baritone voice that he accompanied with a leisurely hand sweeping gesture that the messenger bowed to before leaving the two men in the room.