The world remembers him as a man who fell, broken and forgotten. But the truth is far darker, far deeper. He was not a mere mortal—he was a force that once commanded the threads of fate itself. Loved, revered, feared… and then betrayed.
In the silence of that final night, his life, the lives of his beloved, and the lives of those he trusted most were torn apart by a hand he thought was his own. The betrayal was precise, cruel, and irreversible. A life of power reduced to ash, leaving only memory fragments that burned like fire in his soul.
Yet even in death, a spark survived. A seed of wrath and remembrance, waiting for the moment when it would awaken. A power once lost could rise again—but at a cost unimaginable.
This is the story of a god fallen, a man reborn, and the shadows of the past that refuse to die.