
by BucketBurglar
The world was plunged into war, the Realms bleeding into one another. War, curses, and bloodshed lasting for decades, only coming to an end due to the Mortals and Primorans working side by side. Now hundreds of years in the past, the war has all but been forgotten about. Only the few remaining eldest of elders remember the horrors of the Infernal invasion. While the Realms have returned to their isolation for generations, strange coincidences and events start to escalate once more. Sevagoth is just a child when his world is torn out from under him. His parents, his home, and his future all shatter before his very eyes. As he prepares to die along side them, muttering an oath of revenge to himself, he is pulled from the Storm by a group of Paladins. He is given a new home, a new family, and a new lease on life. But most importantly, he now has a real chance at getting vengeance. But vengeance leads him down a difficult path, one that will take everything he has in order to survive it. As he walks the borders of life and death, trading innocence for power, he finds that death is rarely the worst case scenario. The dead are the lucky ones.
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