by JotIt.Owl
For three years, Adern and Savidor have been at war. And Adern is losing. Savidor's monster ravaged Adern’s armies. A living weapon. A nightmare wreathed in crimson and obsidian. Now the monster is gone. Dead, they say. Burned to ash on the battlefield. The ceasefire is signed. The war is on hold. And High Commander Garrick of Adern has bought time—time to uncover the secrets behind the weapon that nearly destroyed his kingdom. Because the monster isn’t dead. Not yet. [This story contains themes of emotional trauma, psychological manipulation, and wartime violence. Reader discretion is advised. This is a slow-burn, relationship-driven fantasy focused on character growth, emotional tension, and the long arc of recovery.]
