The Horned Heresy [Dark Progression Fantasy, Anti-Hero Lead]

It's one part Folk Horror, one part Pagan Epic and one hundred percent drenched in Terror and Blood. Kairnwoad is a wild place, gods prowl, demons dance, and things as old as time watch and laugh. No one man matters here. The rules are made by monsters and nameless things that lurk in the forest dark. Those who thrive do so in chains made by Pact and Blessing. Power is a contract. Divinity is a debt. And everything comes with a Price.  Morgan of Roally knows this better than most.  He was born cursed, marked by corrupting mana, and outcast. Left to wilt and rot in the shadows of better men. But the boy who was nothing has teeth of his own. And in a world that worships strength, Morgan learns to forge a path that no other would walk. This is not the tale of a chosen one. This is the rise of a heretic, a hero-tyrant, crowned in Sin, and hell-bent on carving a new truth in defiance of the old. Because in the end? No one is owed a name. You make one. You bleed for it. Morgan will make his in vengeance red as ruin, and justice cut from the dark. The wicked will pay and he will gladly suffer this Price. Fear the rampant life, fear the ash and ruin. For the Horned Heresy comes