The Fist That Pierced The Heavens

The world was forged in war, tempered in blood, and ruled by the strong. Kingdoms rose and fell at the edge of a blade, and power was the only law. Nobility held sway over the weak, their last names etched into history, while those without one were little more than dust beneath their boots. In this world of cold steel, alchemy, and martial prowess, a child without a name or lineage would have to carve his own fate through sheer will alone.