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Mercy Child

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In a world where gods walk hidden and mortals wield gifts carved from divine breath, a warlord named Dane, betrayed by his empire and broken by grief, makes the unthinkable choice: a Vow of Death, granting him overwhelming power at the cost of his soul. With only a decade of life left, he forges a brutal coalition of tribes, monsters, and oathbreakers—raising an unstoppable army bent on vengeance and annihilation. But unbeknownst to him, a single ember escaped the fire. His bastard son, Caelen, born in secret and raised as far from bloodshed as possible, inherits not only Dane’s blood but a gift unlike any the world has seen—a power that bends fate, not for conquest, but for compassion. Taken in by a wandering hermit and trained in mercy, Caelen grows into the antithesis of his father. Yet destiny drags him into a storm he never wanted. Will fate drag him into the same path as his Father? Or will he break free from the shackles placed upon him? But gods do not stay silent forever. Divine heralds descend. Ancient champions rise. And as the Goddess of Mercy quietly watches, both father and son stand poised to reshape the world—not through sheer force, but through their opposing visions of what power is meant to protect.
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