A Lingering Flame
The Regime of Ezkabel rules over nearly two-thirds of the known world, directly or through quiet chains. Its magic—precise, ritual-bound, and devastating—has become the norm. Efficient. Widespread. Revered.
But in the fading lands of the Eastern Crescent, a different path endures—one older, slower, and nearly forgotten. A lineage of ancient disciplines survives, passed down through whispered chants, elemental mastery, and sheer force of will.
The Crescent’s ways are crumbling. Its strength, scattered. Its people, unsure whether to resist or adapt.
Larsen, a quiet boy from a disgraced house, barely belongs in this dying world. Frail in body, overlooked by all, he carries nothing that suggests greatness—except a spark.
A spark that should not exist.
As two worlds drift further apart—one chasing power, the other clinging to memory—something buried begins to rise.
Ancient sciences once branded obsolete stir again, ready to clash with the modern rituals of Ezkabel—rituals laced with ambition, order… and a darkness no one dares to name.
And when fire lingers long enough... even the void begins to crack.
