Born of the Sand
At the end of oblivion, where the Suns barely heat and the stars turn off one by one, Aqueron survives. A hostile and holy world, planted with ruins, legends and old blood. There, among mountain tribes, blind monks, iron spectra and decadent cities dominated by Lords Igigi, a hope reborn that centuries of darkness have been unable to bury. The Kadosh boy doesn't know who she is. He just knows he sees beyond. Abandoned, chased and marked by the impossible, his existence is a living heresy. While the forces of old evil devour whole peoples and the Man's Empire has been reduced to rubble and pirates, a handful of faithful begin to suspect that the prophecies were true. That the Red Messiah has returned. From the Dilmun tunnels to the Dag's peaks, from the holy chambers of the Neo-Menoch to the dark altars of the Igigi, the stories of the last heroes of mankind are intertwined: blind lama, exiled warriors, scientists rescued from the past and corsaries at the edge of the abyss. But the enemy isn't flesh. That's Legion. That's Shaitan. And his eyes have been put upon his child's soul. The Awakening has begun.
