
by Luanajesse
They say the road you don’t choose is the one that haunts you forever. For Kael, that road just opened up right beneath his feet.Living a quiet life in a village tucked between mountains and mist, he never cared much for legends or the old magic everyone seemed to have forgotten. All he wanted was to tend his shop and get through each day without trouble. But when a stranger bleeding from a wound no blade could make stumbles into his doorstep carrying a broken relic, Kael finds himself dragged into a world he thought only existed in stories.Forces long asleep are waking up. Lines between friend and foe are blurring fast. And the quiet life he once knew? It’s gone — probably forever.Now he must travel through lands where magic twists and breathes, where old gods whisper from the dark, and where every step could be his last. He isn’t a hero. He’s just a guy who picked up something he shouldn’t have. But sometimes, the ones least ready are the ones who have to stand tallest.
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