Regnum Magiae- The End is the Beginning

Soleil Vincent Fuentebella died in a flurry of silk and broken glass. His killer-the man who had tracked his every move for years-wanted to "preserve" his beauty forever. As the blade struck, the legendary Ametrine pendant he wore (an heirloom of unknown origin) shattered, reacting to his blood and the killer's violent intent. Instead of the cold embrace of death, the world twisted into a blinding kaleidoscope of light.

Soleil gasps awake, his lungs burning not from a wound, but from the crisp, thin air of a dying world. He's still wearing his blood-stained designer gala dress, his diamonds caked in mud. He hasn't taken over someone else's life; death didn't take him as well; it discarded his bodily into a world of fractured magic, a place where his modern mind was his only weapon and his greatest liability.

Soleil did not wake up to a new life; he crashed into it. He was a flesh-and-blood ghost marooned in the mud of a decaying frontier, a total stranger to a world governed by laws he was born to break. He had no crown, no magic, and no allies-only the ruthless instinct of a person who had already survived the end of his own world.

He is found collapsed in the courtyard of a decaying frontier manor, a place used as a dumping ground for the Empire's "political embarrassments."

-"I'm still wearing an Alexandar McQueen in a pigsty, and my chest bears the mark of the man who tried to kill me. If this world wants to swallow me whole, it's going to find I'm very hard to digest."- Soleil Vincent Fuentebella.