
by Esden-Noir
Sylas was raised on a lie: love still exists. and warmth does not belong only to the burn of fire. grown up in the Orphanage of Faith, protected by the head nun—whose quiet compassion stands as the last fragile barrier against the Eclits Jurisprudence, a tyrannical order that descends without warning and blinding your reality with death. When the unjust law markes their gaze on the orphanage, Mercy makes a desperate gamble. She sends Sylas and his closest friend, Kael, to beg Princess Luna of Sangralure for sanctuary. But the gamble fails. Luna offers nothing but uncertain indifference. Sylas returns too late, to ruins. The orphanage reduced to ash. Mercy’s head mounted on a pike. Consumed by blind, primal fury, Sylas charges the occupying mercenaries alone—yet he's broken, and discarded, left to drown in the mud. But he survives or atleast the revenge in him does.
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