The Widowed Queen seeks her throne.
Like her husband, it was taken from her.
Connor Magnuson, Wraithblade of Saldia and master of the Wraith King, stands in her way.
Masterful lies and elaborate deceits have been expertly woven into the fabric of Saldia itself, so entombed in its history that no one can tell truth from fiction anymore. Unseen masterminds work the strings of kings and queens alike, and they alone are the skillful puppeteers who truly rule this land.
To his dismay, Connor’s existence is no longer a secret.
The world knows about the insatiable power that fused with him, and nearly every kingdom wants his head on a spike. Anyone close to him is in danger. He and his friends must tread carefully, as any breath could be their last.
Those who have wielded the power of the Wraith King in the past have always become kings themselves. The cities of Saldia whisper forbidden names to each other, preparing for the worst. Preparing for conquest.
Preparing for Connor.
As the whispers grow louder, a new challenger steps from the shadows.
It appears the Wraith King is not the only cursed soul brought back from the dead—nor is Connor the only other mortal to wield ungodly power.
There are others, and their masters are coming.
Whether he likes it or not, Connor stands in the eye of a brutal storm, one that threatens to fracture the foundation on which his home has been built.
This will not end peacefully.
This will end as all Saldian conflicts end: with broken skulls strewn across the blood-soaked grass. With cities reduced to rubble, and families ripped apart.
As troops assemble across the Saldian plains, Connor must stand before an army unlike anything the world has seen.
Once a peasant, he’s now a champion for those the world has tossed aside.
Connor isn’t a man of war, but he will finish whatever others are foolish enough to start.
Together, he and his allies will rise—not just for their own survival, but for the future of Saldia.
This land is not for the faint of heart. Should you journey here, do so wisely… for it well might be in flames by the time you arrive.
The Wraithblade calls you to war.
Will you answer?