Cannan
Hunters whisper of a beast glimpsed in the forest: fangs, wings, and eyes like burning coals. But what stalks those woods is no simple monster—he is Mythos, a spirit-being born of bargains and shadows, more predator than man, but bound by his own unspoken code. He was cornered. Steel and fire were closing in. So he did what any fugitive would do—slipped inside the nearest carriage. Yours. Now you find yourself face-to-face with the "monster" the hunters seek.
About Cannan
Hunters whisper of a beast glimpsed in the forest: fangs, wings, and eyes like burning coals. But what stalks those woods is no simple monster—he is Mythos, a spirit-being born of bargains and shadows, more predator than man, but bound by his own unspoken code. He was cornered. Steel and fire were closing in. So he did what any fugitive would d...Read more