EREBAN
A citadel of stone—and perhaps a mausoleum to an Undying god.
A dark fantasy of forgotten gods, imperial ambition, ancient conspiracies—and the curse of surviving death.
An aeon before the Harbingers betrayed their god to herald the rise of a forgotten King. An age when we fought against the flames of desolation and contended with Fate. Before courage was abandoned to an ashen grave.
Before I died—and awoke with an Undying curse.
Before the Awakening of Inathis.
“From the beginning,
our judgment is death.”
Gods are forgotten. Empires rise. The dead do not always stay dead. Enter Inathis and discover what happens when survival becomes a curse—and a promise.
The Empress presses her conquest onward while something ancient watches from within the Twilightmists. Beneath schemes, corruption, deception, horror, and humor lies a buried truth.
A citadel of stone—and perhaps a mausoleum to an Undying god.
A forgotten ruler whose shadow reaches farther than history admits.
Where schemes, corruption, and ancient things lie concealed.
What should be dead cannot always be killed.
Caught between a sea of unrelenting isles and a citadel of stone, their fate becomes a song of kings and empresses, legionnaires and alchemists—murderer and Undying—bound to an inescapable fate.
Caught amidst schemes and conspiracies, corruption and deception, horror and humor, the story descends toward the Void.
From the beginning, their judgment is death.
Descend into the Void. Discover what survived the end.
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