Twenty years ago, Garanth's father killed Garanth's mother and cursed the land by opening a passage for the spirits of the Void. Now the spirits of the Void are consuming the spirits of the land in a spreading curse of death. At the same time, Garanth's half-brother, possessed by those same spirits, is leading an expanding army driven mad by fear and hunger, absorbing village after village in a quest for absolute power. To save the land, Garanth must defy his mentor and claim the Seat of Power before his brother reaches it, knowing it will cost him his humanity.

There once was a legend of a being in long past With the might of the gods, but a heart frail as glass Many a folk had once gathered, many a voice in their praise Catching wind to the hillside, the king's blood a blaze For their might was far certain, like flame of a beast So the king sent his armies, and they fled to the east To kill upon prey, from father to son Until their might had lost favor, to no longer run Trapped in a cage, they were sent across sea To die in the waves, to die in what's free Until fear wakes the memory that the night glimmers a star A star of long past, singing a name we call Almar To rise from the ashes, to a world set a blaze To strike fear in our hearts, until none stands but praise

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