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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. ----------------

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From the sands (1)

A woman walked gracefully through the towering arches of the Eternal Palace of Khairo, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors. The palace was a marvel of grandeur, its golden domes glinting in the sunlight that filtered through windows. Pillars of alabaster and jade lined the expansive hallways, and the air was thick with the scent of rare incense burning in ornate braziers. This was the kind of wealth of a nation blessed by a dynasty that stood for half a millenia , blessed by their god.

Her hair, blacker than the deepest night, cascaded down her back like a silken veil, accentuating the regal poise she carried. She was Shuaa, the High Ecclesiastic, a vessel of divine authority and wisdom, and now a mother-to-be. Her hand instinctively rested on her rounded stomach, her skin glowing with the vitality of pregnancy—a gift she cherished as the blessed carrier of her beloved god's son.