PROMISE OF THE SKY

PROMISE OF THE SKY

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., déc. 22, 2025
Dear reader, this novel will make every cell in your mind dance to the rhythm of the world of Zeno. Perhaps you will not understand more than what is written for you to understand... and perhaps you will understand even more. So, read slowly 😊 In a world haunted by curses, where the will of the gods clashes with the inferno of demons, Drogarr was born from the ashes of kings and the blood of sin. Prophecies foretold his coming-kingdoms trembled, and rivers of blood were spilled before his first cry. It is the Saga of the Cursed Fate, the journey of a being born to destroy what was forged by the heavens, and to restore to the world the meaning of power... and the meaning of damnation. There, in the realm of Zeno, history is not written in ink-but in fire and blood.
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The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

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