Fallen King
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Última publicación mar, abr 18, 2023
They are cold, ruthless, and merciless.
Savage, villain, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.
The Fallen care for no one and show no compassion to others. They have immense power that destroys them if they are not careful and as they are branded as harbingers of destruction, they are targets of loathing and suspicion.
With all of this, one Fallen has captured the interest of many.
Gods and Goddesses look after him, ancient beings seek to destroy him, and kingdoms want his power for their own.
Acheros Vesper, the Count of the Praestes Kingdom, wants nothing more than to be left alone. Fate has other plans for him though, and he gets dragged into a centuries old conflict.
Follow this broken being as he pursues a centuries old mystery surrounding his kind, and as he struggles with his own identity and past.
"Not all monsters are bad or evil. Sometimes, they are just broken, discarded things that refuse to listen to the world that ruined them."
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