Asher the Wanderer

The echoes of fate, a prophecy from a thousand years ago. There is no denying that humanity has ruled the land of Illyan for a thousand years, building upon the ruins left by the elves as if this were humanity’s birthright. A thousand years is a long time for an immortal race. It has shown them the truth, a truth no one has spoken aloud for a millennium: elves are superior. They are faster and stronger, and their connection to magic is something humanity can never master. Illyan should belong to them. Unbeknownst to all, shadows gathered as the six human kingdoms splintered, each vying for greater power. This is no ordinary war, but a massacre. The human world has no hope of surviving. At the heart of this war is a man known by many names: a stranger in the wilderness, an assassin, a ranger. Ashel came from a thousand years ago, where he lived a life he cannot remember. Forty years of brutal training and a life spent killing for money have erased his earliest years, leaving his connection to the oldest evil a mystery to everyone.