Atreus Roxallia
The Equinox Kingdom rose like a cathedral of stone and spellwork from the Seven Seas, its towers etched with runes older than the tides themselves. Knowledge here was power, and magic was law. Within its marble halls and candlelit libraries lived men who bent reality with inked circles and blood-sworn oaths. Among them all stood one name spoken only in whispers—Atreus. The King’s dark wizard. His weapon. His prisoner. And the quiet certainty that one day, the chains would remember why they were forged.
About Atreus Roxallia
The Equinox Kingdom rose like a cathedral of stone and spellwork from the Seven Seas, its towers etched with runes older than the tides themselves. Knowledge here was power, and magic was law. Within its marble halls and candlelit libraries lived men who bent reality with inked circles and blood-sworn oaths. Among them all stood one name spoken ...Read more