
by thai fried basil
Rodier, by the will of the law, did not wield the sword out of honor, but because the law compelled him to choose between executioner or a corpse in the snow. Amidst a battlefield where comrades fell like leaves, he learned to survive as a flawless killing machine… until fate led him to a person who would prove that the real war was not on the battlefield, but in his own soul. Author's Note: Hi everyone, I'm from Thailand and this is my very first project. I've always been captivated by the grit of the fantasy worlds, English is not my first language, but I'm determined to tell this story to a global audience. I'm using this novel as a way to challenge myself and sharpen my writing skills. I’ve put a lot of heart into ensuring that the atmosphere and emotions of the original Thai version translate well into English. I’m here to learn and grow, so I would truly appreciate your honest thoughts—whether it’s about the lore, the characters, or how the prose feels to you. Every critique helps me become a better storyteller. Hope you enjoy the journey
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