Losing Touch [Brallon]//(Book 1)

Dallon Weekes has been written into ancient lore a dozen times over. Not a soul can forget his name, his strength, his prestige and honor. The known world turns to him to defend them against monsters galore. The townspeople that elected him to rule their city look to him for guidance. With Brendon by his side since childhood, there is little he can't accomplish. He is, in every sense of the word, a hero.

However, the war raging between the most powerful cities in the region has to come to an end soon. When his name is called to end the war, there is no escape. Having sat passively on his throne for years, he's not sure he is still the fabled hero he used to be. He's won fights with horrific beasts before, this war is different, and he can't seem to recognize himself anymore.

The war has been raging for decades and has brought death upon thousands - surely he is not the best chance they have to out an end to it. All eyes are on him. All eyes are watching his every move and scrawling everything into their historical records. He's torn between setting off to join the expedition or fleeing to the countryside to live in peace with his love.

As fate intervenes, the future becomes blearier and blearier, and Dallon begins to realize that he is nearing the end of his story.