The Nameless Cross
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Gaius Plythe trusted the wrong people. His idealistic whispers seeking justice for the Lower Houses weren't shared dreams - they were evidence. Evidence used by the future Hero, the Princess, and his own family to condemn him to a brutal death. Saved only by the fatal loyalty of a kitchen master, Gaius flees through the grime and grandeur of Heaven's Reform, tasting the bitter ash of betrayal. Stripped of everything - name, family, home, love - he becomes Gaius X, a ghost hunted by the most powerful forces in Harland. With a continent map as his guide and a lost coin as his omen, he must choose a path into the unknown, carrying only the searing pain of treachery and the dangerous spark of defiance that started it all. Can a fugitive with nothing left to lose find a reason to survive?
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