Throne of Eternal Night

In the endless abyss, countless tormented souls howl without end-

They lament, they curse, they unleash every vile word they can muster to vent their rage-

"My people..." In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes gleamed. "Six hundred years! Our days of glory will come at last. We will trample that land beneath our feet!" The old, resonant voice echoed through the abyss, mingling with the wails of the resentful souls, lingering without end. Behind magic and mystery lies unfathomable darkness.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.