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Forgotten Histories

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Humanity is broken. Their cities are dust, their warriors long fallen. The monstrous Beasts and their godlike Beastkin masters rule with an iron grip, and hope is little more than a forgotten whisper. But legends are not born from comfort. They are forged in blood, in fire, in the will of those who refuse to kneel. Rowan was nothing—a nameless child in the slums, another soul crushed beneath the weight of a dying world. But from the depths of despair, he rose. Not for glory. Not for vengeance. But to tear down the chains that held mankind in servitude. And when the dust settles, the world will remember one truth. Rowan the Mighty does not bow. WARNING: This story contains graphic depictions of war, excessive violence, gore, and mature themes, including implications of rape and scenes of torture. Reader discretion is advised.
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The Rise of the Queen

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