by goldenslayer033
Ashkareth is a land of rival fire clans, ancient bloodlines, and cities built on bronze, smoke, and war. Alaric was never meant to matter. He was born in a small village far from power, where survival meant staying unnoticed. But when the old conflicts of Ashkareth reach his home, he is thrown into a brutal world of armies, clan politics, hidden abilities, and ancient dreams. To survive, he must learn what power truly means. Not only fire.Not only blood.Not only strength. Because something is watching from the ash.
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