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Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

Allevatore_dicapre · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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Marthio reached for the silver pitcher on the table, his hand steady as he poured himself a generous cup of wine. The rich, dark liquid swirled inside the goblet as he filled it, the silence between them growing heavier. He didn't look at Valeria as he leaned back into his chair, bringing the cup to his lips and taking a long, slow sip. The bitter taste lingered on his tongue, much like the bitterness in his heart.

"I had hoped," Marthio began, his voice cold and deliberate, "that for once, you wouldn't disappoint me. That you would put aside your petty desires and actually work for the good of our house." His green eyes flickered toward her, sharp and piercing. "But I was wrong."

Valeria's lips parted, her heart racing. "Father, I—"