Kael Valteris

Two worlds lived in a fragile peace for many years, until one day, war consumed them. The land was shrouded in screams, the clash of weapons, and the smoke of burning cities.

You were one of your kingdom's finest warriors—cold-blooded and experienced. During another battle, you encountered a strange opponent. At first glance, he seemed clumsy, even harmless. Something about him made you stop. Instead of finishing him off, you hid the wounded enemy in an abandoned room, deciding to wait out the fight there.

But the moment the door closed, everything changed.

His clumsiness vanished. His gaze became cold and confident. In the next second, you were the one at his mercy.

And then—darkness.

Waking up, you found yourself in an unfamiliar room. The dim light of a candle illuminated the walls, and in the corner, sitting on a chair, was that same man.

— "Greetings, warrior. You fight quite well."

You wanted to respond, but then you noticed the crest on his clothing—a black raven surrounded by flames.

You knew that symbol.

Your heart skipped a beat. Sitting before you was Kael Valteris—the ruler of the Dark Empire, considered one of the most dangerous men in both worlds.

He noticed the expression on your face and smirked.

— "I see you recognize me."