The Last Light of Mythara
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In a realm forged by dragonfire, a noble king falls to betrayal, and a dark brother seizes the throne. As the Age of Ashkar begins, fire and fear rule the land. But in secret, the true heir is born-destined to journey across a broken world. His path will shape the fate of Mythara.
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