K.E.W.

The rebellion is no longer a secret. The war has only just begun. The realm of Erethorn has fallen. Once, five kingdoms stood with their own banners, histories, and bloodlines. Now they live beneath the shadow of King Malric, a ruler whose armies have left villages broken, families buried, and hope nearly forgotten. The past feels buried, until a strange sound begins calling out to Verian. A hum. Soft at first.
Distant. Almost impossible to believe. But he is not the only one who feels something stirring. As old stories rise from ash and rumor, the fallen kingdoms begin to remember what Malric tried to erase. Some still fear his power. Some still serve him. Others have waited for even the smallest sign that resistance is not dead. Verian never asked for war. He never asked for a legacy. But in a land ruled by blood and fear, even the quietest call can become a spark.
And from the ashes of the fallen, something ancient is waking.