The King Of Lament

Some titles are earned, others find you in the dark. Valere, the first prince of the Vesseria Kingdom. A sharp and studious boy, heir to a stable throne. He lived his life surrounded by loving parents, precious cousins he considered siblings, and a stable kingdom. He was destined to inherit the throne. Everything changes when he discovers a strange book hidden deep within the palace library, shrouded in mystery and promises of intriguing knowledge. Drawn by curiosity, Valere opened it. That single choice opened the gates to something ancient and beyond his control. Memories of a life he never lived. Pain that didn't belong to him. And a voice, mysterious and ancient, that called him by a name he had never heard before: King of Lament. The book vanished as if it never existed. There were no answers. No explanations. Only a title he never asked for and the certainty that whoever he was before is now something else. What follows is survival. A world that runs on equivalent exchange — every victory purchased in blood, every piece of knowledge extracted at a cost no one agrees to pay twice. Valere and his companions have to navigate through prophecies, myths and legends, enemies wearing familiar faces, and an ancient war that was already in motion long before he opened that book. He wants to survive. He wants to keep the people he loves alive. But a terrible question has begun to hang over him like an execution blade —  Is fate the hand that guides him? Or is it the tip of the knife that will plunge through his chest?