by Ozertion
He died for someone who didn't look back. No grave. No grief. Just relief on the face of the only person he trusted. When Ziran opened his eyes in the dark, something ancient was already waiting inside him. Izareth. A fallen god. A broken judge who loved too much and lost everything for it. Sound familiar? The System they share doesn't reward strength. It rewards what it costs you. And Ziran is already tired of paying prices. But the debt has only just begun.
