The Mythical Hero's Otherworld Chronicles: Volume 1

The rain ceased, and through a cleft in the roiling clouds a shaft of warm light fell upon him, the sun’s benediction upon the hero’s return.

It was chance that brought us together. It was fate that pulled us apart.

Our enemy he may have been, but we are no better than beasts if we neglect our respect for the dead.

The bottomless depths of those jet black eyes seemed to swallow his very soul.

Blood seeped into the earth to stain it scarlet. The heavens wept fine rain

You will earn your forgiveness in battle.

It is man who seizes heaven, man who walks the earth, man who commands men