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Ah, traveler… come closer. Sit by the fire. Hear my story. Once, I was a khazi—a holy warrior sworn to the tenets of my faith. But the gods cursed me with an unnatural hunger for blood. So I hunted the wicked, telling myself that if I killed only the deserving, I could still be a righteous...

It is true he buried the Shah's children alive and then marched his army over them. And it is true he copulated with a Fallen Angel. But what about the rumors of his death? Most say he wandered the hollows of Labyrinthos until the skin withered off his bones. Others say he was shot by a mercenary boy no older than ten. Some even say he was hanged at the gallows by the Imperator himself.

The Kingdom of Alanya is home to mystic warriors and mischievous djinns, vulgar poets and vain philosophers, soaring simurghs and scheming shahs. Little do the people know that a power struggle between an ancient sorceress and an upstart sultana threatens to bathe the sands in bile and bones. A bloody cauldron boils, and primeval gods laugh while they stir it. As warhorses charge, arrows shower, and cannon shots brighten the night, all must choose a side.

Fifty thousand gun-toting paladins march behind him, all baptized in angel blood, thirsty to burn unbelievers. Only the janissaries can stand against them. Their living legend, Kevah, once beheaded a magus amid a hail of ice daggers. But ever since his wife disappeared, he spends his days in a haze of hashish and poetry. To save the kingdom, Kevah must conquer his grief and become the legend he once was. But Micah writes his own legend in blood, and his righteous conquest will stop at nothing. When the gods choose sides, a legend will be etched upon the stars.

The protector of the land is dead. A blood plague infests the soil and sea, eldritch angels vie for dominion over hearts and souls, and holy war boils between four gunpowder empires. The line between truth and falsehood, the righteous and the wicked, hope and annihilation is buried deep beneath blood-soaked sand.

One day, Jyosh will climb the heavens and slay a dragon god. Though nothing could seem less likely for a slave, especially one whose body is too broken to cycle sunshine into destructive magical energy. Until he meets a woman who can secretly teach him the lightblade, an energy sword transmuted from sunlight, capable of changing size, shape, and performing incredible magical feats according to the wielder’s skill level.