
by OnurYapar
A universe where the skies are closed to mortals, crushed beneath the wings of colossal, ancient dragons... In these lands, the fates of kingdoms, armies, and thrones are dictated by the silent will of those godlike entities soaring above. Humanity is nothing but a collection of mere pawns, striving to survive amidst these towering shadows. Kael is a fledgling soldier at the very beginning of his journey within the castle walls, born into this cruel and bleak order. He bears no grand wars in his past, nor does he possess monumental victories; he is a clean slate, yet to learn how ruthless the world can be. However, when a sinister and irreversible gear of fate turns, Kael's safe haven is shattered forever. From that moment on, his life will consist of nothing but a relentless, never-ending war engulfing every single day ahead. On one side stand the colossal, ancient dragons, using the world as a chessboard for their silent games; on the other, an unforgiving, nameless void and an anonymous threat creeping and expanding from the depths... Right in the heart of this overwhelming dread, stands a novice soldier, unaware of the heavy burden destined for his shoulders, forced to march straight into the darkness. Shadows of the Ancient Dragon Age is not a tale of a hero’s triumph. It is the struggle of a soldier whose life turns into an endless war overnight within an absolute gloom, tearing his own destiny away from the grasp of those colossal shadows at the precipice of power and curse. A grueling, dark journey with an uncertain end begins.
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