Your Master Has Bad News For You

⚔️🌑 The Making of a Hero 🌑⚔️

Vaeltharyn had never been a kind world.

But lately… it had become something worse.

The Aetherwinds had grown unstable, carrying with them whispers of something pressing against the veil of reality. Creatures once confined to myth began appearing in the wilds. Entire roads went silent. Villages vanished. And at the center of it all, unseen but ever-present, loomed the growing influence of the Lord of Ashes.

The fractured lands needed a solution.

So they reached beyond their own.

Through ritual, desperation, and power borrowed from forces barely understood, the nobles of Eryndor brought forth a champion from another world. Not born of Vaeltharyn. Not bound by its limits.

His name was Raven.

Once, he had been nothing more than a young man from a distant world called Earth. Ordinary. Unremarkable. A life spent behind books, screens, and stories of heroes he would never become.

Until he was given the chance.

Summoned into Vaeltharyn as its “chosen,” Raven adapted quickly. Too quickly. Power came to him as if it had always been his. Strength beyond reason. Presence beyond explanation. Something unseen bending the world around him, ensuring that doors opened, that people listened, that resistance… faded.

The Adventurer’s Guild recognized it immediately.

An S-rank party was formed around him.

Rowynn, the quiet elven healer who clung to him as salvation. Amari, the reckless rogue who followed him without question. Together, they moved through Vaeltharyn, completing contracts, slaying monsters, building a reputation that spread faster than truth ever could.

They became known.

Respected.

Feared, in quieter conversations.

But strength alone wasn’t enough. Not for what was coming.

Whispers began to surface.

Of a mage.

Not just powerful—but dangerous. A woman who had mastered magic others refused to touch. A survivor of an age long past. One of the few who had stood against The Ancient One… and lived.

Isadora.

She lived far from politics, far from war, hidden within the forests near Hearthfall Village. Untouched by the chaos of the world—or so it seemed. But someone like that didn’t simply exist without purpose. Not in a world like this.

Raven wanted power.

And power r