Hiraeth
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"A home sickess for a home that you cannot return to, or one that never really existed."
It's 1992, and the City Of Sephtis is changing. For decades, it's been divided between good and evil. Ever since Cizin, the Lord of all evil, created his own army, full of murderous hunters and blood-thirsty demons, the world has constantly been at war, but now it's different.
Deyanira Saint woke up one morning, to the smell of magic and death. Their world was on the brink of war. Cizin was starving for power, and her father longed for peace. He was the King of the Light, and vowed to bring back the lost peace. But at what cost?
Soon Deyanira is sent on a mission. To find and capture Lord Cizen's greatest weapon. His son, Azrael Ward. He was the true destroyer of souls. His name to the public was the Thanatos, not many people knew of his true name whilst he was kept masked and under high protection by his father, but Deyanira had to get to him, to kidnap him, and to bring him back to her father.
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