After the Gods of Time, Nature and the Elements created this world, they took a rest under the shade of a tree they created. Thanking their creation for helping them back with its shade, they gave the tree sentience, blessed him and called him a friend. Now the Gods are half-asleep, content with only watching. The world has breathed for millenia, and the blessed tree still watches over the forest around himself. The world has changed and his life comes to an end, surrounded by loneliness. Gathering what's left of his strength, he passes his torch on, in the hope of giving a last goodbye to his friends, wherever they may be and whenever they would see. Meet and follow his first and last creation he passes his will to, a one of a kind forest spirit with... abilities (wouldn't want to spoil too much here now, would I?). Curious and cute, he will travel and meet new people, discovering the world he's in, to try and give a last goodbye to the three creation gods in his dad-tree's place. ------ It's my first time writing a novel! So bash me as much as you like (within reason, of course). I appreciate any and all feedback. ------ This will be a world of humans, humanoïds, beasts, magic, and a heartwarming tale of travels across it. It won't always be butterflies, roses and friendship though, heavy moments are there too. Also : depictions of violence, blood and gore, nudity, strong language, alcohol and other classic +17 stuff. To the reader's discretion. Don't hesitate to stop by on my discord server for some idle chit-chat and angry complaints when the characters you're attached to get in a tight spot. ------ You can join my discord server if you want to talk to me about the story! (https://discord.gg/fxNCMKS)
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"I can't do this anymore. My men can't do this anymore. We are tired. Everything I know, everything I have been taught, is wrong and I have no intention of throwing the life of my men away for nothing." -------------------------------------------------- The Great Sages have been sealed for thousands of years. Karonus, now the Land of Mortals, lies still. The Betrayer still holds the reins of the world clenched tightly in his fist, but like grains of sand, the harder HE grasps it, the more it all slips away. Decade long treaties end, kingdoms crumble, and new conflicts awaken as the land itself becomes ill. With His Immortality fading, The Betrayer begins his march, aiming to halt all of Time itself so that He may continue to live forever. Virr is a Blade, a privately-trained mercenary indentured to the Imperial Legion. The Serpent's personal army. His unit's purpose? To put an end to any insurgents that may arise or threaten the stability of The Empiric Age. However, as battle after battle dredges on, Virr desperately begins to search for a way out. Beginning to question his own beliefs and the path his decisions have led him, he wants to start over, but can he? How far is Virr willing to go to take control of his own destiny? Will the Imperial Legion and the Blades even let him? As the great Shadow of Death follows, can Virr outrun his fate, or will it always be right there, just around the corner waiting for him.