CHAPTER ONE: THE betrayer
Steel clashed. Fire blazed. Blood spilled like water in the kingdom of Eldara.
The sound of war echoed through the sky — swords screaming, horses neighing, men crying out in agony. The once-mighty kingdom was drowning in chaos and flames.
At the heart of the battlefield stood King Edgar, dressed in scorched armor, his eyes blazing with fury. His sword tore through enemy after enemy, his body soaked in blood — both his and theirs. Every strike, every roar, was fueled by pain and betrayal.
Beside him, Daemon, his right-hand warrior, fought with wild precision. The two stood back to back, slashing through waves of invaders like gods of war. They were outnumbered, surrounded, and still they stood tall — unbroken.
Then came the voice — mocking, sharp, and venomous.
"King Edgar... or should I call you the failure king now? You're not as powerful as people think. Look around you... I've torn your kingdom apart in a day. Burned it. Shattered it. And now, I will kill you, take your throne, and fuck your beautiful wife. I'll have her moaning my name before I slit your bastard son's throat and end your miserable life."
From across the battlefield, Orion, Edgar's own brother, emerged — dressed in blackened steel, a twisted smile on his face.
Edgar's eyes flared red. His hands tightened on his sword. A roar exploded from his chest.
"Say one more word about my wife or son... I swear, I'll slit your damn throat!"
He lunged. Their swords collided in a violent flash. Sparks burst into the air. Edgar's veins bulged with rage, aura pulsing like wildfire as he pushed Orion back with brutal force.
"You were my brother!" Edgar shouted, fury dripping from every word.
"I spared you once — for the kindness of your father. But now… this ends with blood!"
Orion smirked, unfazed.
"You think I came to the lion's den unprepared? Hah! You fool… You've already lost."
Suddenly, Edgar stumbled. His body felt heavy. His vision blurred.
"W-What...?" he gasped.
"You've been poisoned, Edgar." Orion's grin widened. "By Songar. The same brother who once fought by your side. I promised him half your kingdom... and your queen."
Edgar turned — stunned — and saw Songar standing among the enemies… smiling coldly.
"How could you?" Edgar whispered. "We're brothers."
"Brothers?" Songar scoffed. "You were always the chosen one. Father, mother, the people — they all worshipped you. I was just your shadow. But now... it's my turn."