The wind howled across the frozen wastes of the North.
It was a place forgotten by the world — a land untouched by sunlight, where ancient beasts still roamed and time stood still. No map marked its heart. No empire dared to claim it. Only whispers remained: of gateways buried beneath glaciers, of realms that should never be opened.
And amid that silence, a man once knelt in the snow — his hands trembling, his breath fogging the cold air. His armor, cracked and scorched. His left arm limp and bleeding. But his eyes… they burned with the fury of a god.
He had just witnessed something no mortal ever should.
A woman.
She stood in the middle of the frozen lake, barefoot, glowing — not with warmth, but with power that bent reality itself. Her hair was a cascade of silver threads, flowing as if underwater. Her eyes… like twin moons, emotionless yet full of sorrow.
> "Why are you here?" she asked.
> "I followed something... monstrous," he rasped. "But I found you instead."
> "Then you should've died."
She raised a single hand, and the space around him twisted. The beasts that stalked him — titanic wolves made of shadow and bone — shattered into dust. The rift behind them, pulsing with red and black light, hissed as it sealed shut.
Then she collapsed.
And he caught her.
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For two years, the world forgot them both.
Kyle Ashborne, the Beast Sovereign, disappeared from the Central Continent without a word — vanishing from court, war, and politics. In truth, he had found something greater than conquest: peace.
They lived together in a forgotten cabin between realms, surrounded by wildflowers and frost. She never told him her name. Never spoke of her past. Only that she had come to stabilize something ancient… something leaking through the underworld's gate.
He didn't ask.
She didn't tell.
But in that silence, something bloomed.
Love.
A son was born beneath the northern stars — Kaelan. Born not in a palace, but in the arms of mystery and power. His cries echoed into the mountains, as if the world itself took notice.
And then… she vanished.
No warning. No farewell.
Only a glowing symbol etched into the snow, and a note.
> Raise him well. He carries more than you know. The world will shift when he awakens… and when it does, protect him.
His name… is Kaelan.
Kyle searched.
Through storms and ruins. He tore through the remnants of forbidden gates, questioned ancient beasts, and faced horrors that broke seasoned warriors. But she was gone — not dead, not stolen — simply gone, like a dream lost to morning.
The Beast Sovereign returned home… with a child in his arms.
A man once feared as a monster, now silent, withdrawn, clutching a boy with silver-lined eyes.
> "You are all I have now," he whispered.
> "And I will give you everything."
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Sixteen years later…
The world is changing.
In the shadows, whispers rise — of a cult with scythes etched into their skin… of kingdoms bending from within… of beasts not born of this realm.
And Kaelan Ashborne stands on the edge of it all — armed with a power he does not yet understand, a past buried in snow and silence, and a name that will shake the heavens.
> His class is unique.
His fate, untold.
And his will… infinite.