Igil Asahav, a boy who, from the moment he was born, was nothing more than a tool to the greedy and rich. The mysterious power of conquestwhich awakened in him the moment he was born, shackled him to a life of being nothing more than an object to the rich and greedy.

Igil Asahav, the man who broke free from the shackles set on him by Kings, and the shackles he set on himself. A man whose eyes were opened by a dying boy and realized that a life of being owned was nota life. A man who vowed to see the world with his own eyes, and become more then an object, or a subject. A person.

Igil Asahav, a monster who fell in love with the world, and sought to make it his.

On the continent of Erudores, in the ancient forest of Dorumdora home to many monsters, predators and other animals a young man called Rava goes through an endless cycle of painful training at the hands of his Father? Caretaker? Teacher? It has never been made clear for Rava.  Why does he go through it? That hasn't been made clear either.

Note, this will be gritty high fantasy and I'll learn writing as I go along, this is my first serious attempt so there will be some mistakes and other shenanigans.

A long time ago, this world was very different. Magic existed, and monsters roamed free. In this old world, there dwelt a people named the Kin. These people were warriors, men with abilities no other's possessed.

They alone stood against the tide of darkness that threatened to drown the world so many decades ago. But now, there is only one left.

He is the last of the Kin, and a great burden falls upon his shoulders. His powers are the only thing able to save the world.

But more than demons work against him. The king of Malory, an evil ruler called Marix, seeks him out, wishing to utilise his skills for his own ends.

But that's a long time in the making, so let's start at the beginning of his story...