The Wolf of War

When the gods fell silent, the moon began to speak. The world of Vharkorr has been scarred by endless war since the Shattered Veil tore the sky apart and unleashed demon legions upon the earth. Kingdoms fell, cities burned, and from the ashes rose the 2nd Legion—the Howling Host. Bound by blood rites and lunar runes, they fight as wolves in formation, half-man and half-beast, soldiers cursed to serve a prophecy older than time. At their head stands Araysyn Blackheart—the Wolf of War. General. Monster. Myth. He has never lost a campaign, but every victory carries him closer to a doom carved in prophecy: "When the Wolf grows too strong, he shall bite the Blood Moon. And in biting it, break the world." Araysyn dreams of crimson skies and burning moons. His curse grants him power enough to command legions, but also threatens to consume him. To his enemies, he is a nightmare. To his men, a god of war. To himself, he is a prisoner of the very power that made him unstoppable. But his fate is not his alone. Valkyreon, once a paladin, now a demon hunter, wields a blade forged from the soul of Araysyn's ancestor. He believes killing the Wolf of War is the only way to break the curse. Zane, Araysyn's brother, carries the same blood but chose exile over command. Now he must decide whether to save his brother—or help destroy him. Elira, a soulbinder, sees in Araysyn both doom and salvation. Her magic may hold the key to either breaking the curse—or binding it forever. The Blood Moon swells, its power twisting the legion from within. Rituals fail. Soldiers lose control. Madness spreads like fire. And as the Howling Host fractures, hunters, rebels, and rival legions close in, each ready to claim the world's fate. The path forward demands sacrifice. To sever the curse, Araysyn may need to slay the very moon that gives him strength. To embrace it may mean becoming the monster of prophecy. Either way, the world will bleed.