When Only Ash Remains

On the continent of Cindramere, power is drawn not from the world but from the soul itself. Marked by white hair and a fractured soul, Raylen is a Hollow, an anomaly who cannot generate power on his own and must instead steal it from others to survive. Caught between his need to protect his sister and the growing weight of what he's becoming, Raylen is forced down a path where every step forward demands a greater cost.  When desperation drives him into the rotting marshlands beyond the city he calls home, he stumbles into a rare and brutal convergence: the opportunity to awaken the dormant potential within his Hollow nature.  But power does not come quietly. And in a world where white hair marks you as something broken... it also ensures you are never hard to find. [Author's Note] Thanks for your interest in my novel! I'm very excited to share this story with the lovely readers of RoyalRoad. I'm still very new to writing, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated (even if negative lol).