Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin
To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life... And the world he helped to destroy. 'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'
Black Cloak Privilege (Pasha's PoV)
Pasha reached Momin's outskirts several hours after sunset.
The distance to the capital wasn't that far in a straight line. According to the most recent maps, it was less than a dozen leagues. Yet, when taking the sparse paths one could take to get to the westernmost big city of the empire, that distance effectively doubled.
The easiest option for travel from the capital was by sea. It allowed one to avoid the Alnue river that divided the last remaining province of the Vistan empire into the relatively desolate western third and the rich, eastern part.
Yet…
There were only two or three ships traveling between the cities a day. And as luck would have it, all the tickets were already booked for the next three days.
With no other choice, Pasha ended up taking a river raft, a much more common means of transporting through the river.