
eBook by Mike Ignatov
A raging fire devoured the world of the Ancients. Where great cities once stood, there is nothing but ruins swallowed by sand. In this wasteland, strength is the only currency that matters. A young man who enjoyed his childhood without paying attention to the world around him pays a devastating price for that ignorance. Cast out and humiliated, forced to look into the eyes of the man who took everything from him, he resolves to become one of the strong — to avenge his father's death and bleed dry the bastard who destroyed his family.

A raging fire devoured the world of the Ancients, leaving nothing but ruins buried in sand. In this wasteland, strength is the only thing that matters. A young man who ignored the world around him pays a devastating price. Cast out and humiliated, he stares into the eyes of the man who took everything from him and resolves to become powerful enough to avenge his father and take back what was stolen.

The School is a place where battle achievements and successful Ascension are the only things that matter. Legard works hard to secure a place for his family in their new life — but how far is he willing to change himself, and what is he willing to sacrifice?

He found power, proved his strength, and discovered a secret hidden in plain sight — earning a promised place in the Academy. But what does one do in the face of betrayal by one's own people? When wealth and power outweigh talent, and everything he worked for is demanded back?


A path taken for the sake of others leads into an ancient city full of mirages and danger. He's tired of hiding his secrets and dreams of becoming powerful enough that even the Order will fear him — but the path demands he use his talent for less honorable deeds.

In the ancestral lands he so eagerly sought, nothing goes according to plan. But those who thought he could be threatened were mistaken — they don't know his strength, and they don't know what he will never forget or forgive. He found the power he was looking for. It's time to use it. The First Circle ends here.

Strength and talent led him off the beaten path — and into a trap. This time, he is not alone. He has doomed all those who trusted him. But those who placed the chain on him have forgotten that everyone pays for their mistakes eventually. There are no hopeless situations so long as you are willing to pay the price.

He said he would never forgive his enemies again. That was a lie — he's already forgiven them twice, even though one carries his Death Decree. Former enemies are willing to lend a hand, but the man he once called a brother-in-arms only shrugs and calls him just a Shen.

The Dark One's dungeons lie silent behind him, filled with hundreds of dead. Ahead are new enemies and those who dare to call him a traitor and put a bounty on his head. Fools. The butcher from Arroyo is back, and it will be their blood staining the ancient pavement.

The chase and hardships are behind him. Ahead stands the Order of the Heavenly Swords, which a fellow Sentinel instructed him to join. Until he is stronger — until he is the pride of the Order — he is not to worry about the Sentinels and their tasks. No one said this would be easy.

Having backed himself into a corner, he confesses to the headmaster who sent him and why. But to make the Order of the Heavenly Sword stronger, he must first ensure it is not destroyed. An unknown enemy's attack has damaged the Order's reputation, and strong leadership is needed. He seeks that strength in the ancient city of a Thousand Floors — a place no one has returned from in decades.

The ancient spirit Izard sent him here to slay thousands of cultists and pave the way to the Outer Battlefield — or die trying. But Izard was wrong about one thing: there is always another way. Find it, or make it yourself. Across the Lands of Itrea, a mark shines above his head, preventing him from hiding from enemies. Cowardice is not an option. The Heavens are watching more closely than he realizes.

He has traveled through the Circles — some dubbed Prison Circles by the locals — and come back. The Order of the Heavenly Sword is hosting a tournament of local factions, but the Disirians believe they have it all figured out. Naive. The Order's youngest Commander has returned, and the tournament will not end as they hoped.