In the year 3010 AE, Etias teeters on the brink of collapse. Magic, the lifeblood of the realm, falters, leaving verdant meadows barren, rivers choked with soot, and ancient forests reduced to ash. At the center of the unraveling stands Dreizhar, the Reaper King, whose millennia-long reign upheld the Eternal Cycle through balance and necromantic mastery. His greatest triumph, the Equinox Concordant, had bound the chaotic dragons beneath the Veilspire Mountains, preserving harmony for centuries. But the Concordant has shattered.
Dragons erupt from their molten prisons, reducing once-thriving lands to charred ruins. Refugees flock to Dragonsbreak, desperate for salvation. Within Castle Mortis, Dreizhar sits motionless, his hollow gaze fixed on the fraying threads of existence. While the people whisper of his grandson, Prince Kyvan, as their savior, the Reaper King remains bound by the weight of his purpose. As the Eternal Cycle unravels, Dreizhar faces a grim truth: his silence may seal Etias’s doom—or its rebirth.
#1. Prologue
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