The War of Realms (book 2)
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Many people would say the War was a simple Victory. To the warriors, people, entity that fought those wars never could re-adjust to the simpler life back at the kingdoms. That was 25 years ago, Many had forgotten the Horrors of what was left behind. Many had forgotten the glory and honor that most kingdoms had held for So long. For some, every new day was a new battle. Many new factions had grown much larger. Some had grown old and out dated. Many kingdoms lay in a pile of rubble and decaying bodies. Except, one still stood. One final kingdom still stands through the ashes and terror of wars. Through the blood and iron left from the First Kingdom, one final kingdom still stood in the face of all that is pure evil. At least thats what everyone was "told" as a child. This kingdom was indifferent from the rest. All that it did was shorten the Great Dragon War. You might ask "But what about the legends!" or even some other small group that assisted the Light Alliance. To that i shall say, they are all the same, just different roles in a larger group.
This is the same Realm you've seen many years ago, Times have changed, many have passed and many have failed to bring you here to this Utopia. Yet one mans Utopia is another's Dystopia. So, are you ready to glance at a "Fresh" new world, or rather go back to the previous one. Why ask the question, you know you cant and thats the harsh reality of this grim dark future layed down upon us from The Great Dragon War. Those who Create a new reality also cause another reality to break.
This book is the Second in the Series and is co-writed by me @Tan Solaris and @Ember Solaris hope you enjoy the brand new sequel to the series!
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