EMPIRE OF THE CASTAWAYS
In a world ruled by twelve nations, Ravindra was born cursed—a child of forbidden blood, left to die in the frozen peaks of Frostreach. But Auratigris, the mythical thirteenth guardian who refused to serve any nation, found him and made a choice that would change everything.
Ten years of brutal survival. Ten years of merciless training. Ten years learning that the world shows no mercy to the weak.
Now marked by Aether and forged by winter's cruelty, Ravindra is no longer the helpless infant abandoned in snow. He is becoming something the twelve nations never anticipated—a weapon born from their own rejection, sharpened by their own cruelty.
They cast him out to preserve their perfect order. But outcasts don't disappear. They evolve. They remember.
And when they return, they bring the storm with them.
"We who were cast out by the earth shall conquer the heavens."
The first snow has fallen. The first blood has been spilled.
The thirteenth sun is rising—and the world will tremble.
A dark fantasy epic of survival, vengeance, and the birth of an empire built from ashes.
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Chapter: Chapter 13: Iron MasksRavindra Iron Valley smelled different than Frostreach in ways that went beyond obvious contrasts of forge smoke versus clean mountain air or unwashed humanity versus sterile cold. It smelled of complexity, of lives layered upon lives in density that created its own ecosystem of scents marking territories and hierarchies and purposes that Ravindra's mountain-trained senses struggled to parse into coherent categories. Near processing facilities the air carried sharp metallic tang that coated tongue and made breathing feel like swallowing copper dust, while residential areas mixed wood smoke with cooking smells that ranged from appealing to nauseating depending on what was being prepared and how recently previous meal had been consumed. Everywhere underneath was smell of too many humans living too close together, sweat and waste and the particular odor of bodies that washed irregularly because water required effort to obtain and heat.Ravindra walked ma
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
Chapter: Chapter 13: Iron MasksRavindra Iron Valley smelled different than Frostreach in ways that went beyond obvious contrasts of forge smoke versus clean mountain air or unwashed humanity versus sterile cold. It smelled of complexity, of lives layered upon lives in density that created its own ecosystem of scents marking territories and hierarchies and purposes that Ravindra's mountain-trained senses struggled to parse into coherent categories. Near processing facilities the air carried sharp metallic tang that coated tongue and made breathing feel like swallowing copper dust, while residential areas mixed wood smoke with cooking smells that ranged from appealing to nauseating depending on what was being prepared and how recently previous meal had been consumed. Everywhere underneath was smell of too many humans living too close together, sweat and waste and the particular odor of bodies that washed irregularly because water required effort to obtain and heat.Ravindra walked ma
Last Updated: 2025-10-27
Chapter: Chapter 12: Spear in the LightArc II: The Forging DescentRavindra The journey to the Field of Dead Gods took three full days through paths that grew increasingly inhospitable with each step taken away from Frostreach, and Ravindra discovered there was vast difference between hearing stories about cursed places and actually walking on land supposedly made sterile by ancient war so terrible that even after thousands of years the earth still refused to grow anything except harsh grass looking more like wounds than vegetation. The familiar snow gradually gave way to sharp-edged black volcanic rock and gray soil that felt dead beneath every step, soil producing nothing and storing no sun warmth even on brightest midday. Auratigris moved with certainty of creature who'd walked this path countless times in her long life unmeasured by human years, wings folded tight against great back and head raised to read wind that even here still carried information for those who knew how to listen, while Ravindra followed several s
Last Updated: 2025-10-27
Chapter: Chapter 11: Eyes of HeavenRavindra Gregor spent three days in the cave with status somewhere between guest and prisoner, not bound or confined but also with clear understanding that attempting escape before Ravindra was satisfied with information given would be the last decision he'd make in a life already long enough and full of bad decisions that somehow hadn't killed him until now though some came very close. The old man spent most time sitting near the small fire always burning in cave corner, recovering strength from days of torture and forced march through mountains with bandits who didn't care whether their prisoner could keep pace or not, and while recovering he told about the world beyond Frostreach with details making Ravindra realize how little he actually knew about places he must one day enter if wanting to achieve goals still vague but already beginning to crystallize into something more concrete than just desire for revenge or proving worth.Auratigris observed these interactions with eyes miss
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Chapter: Chapter 10: Shadow CorporalRavindraFrostreach's brief summer came in undramatic fashion, only gradual change from cold that killed to cold that merely hurt, and during this period Ravindra celebrated his eleventh birthday though he didn't know his exact birth date and had to choose a day arbitrarily based on Auratigris's suggestion that summer solstice was good time to be born because it was the longest day in the year and therefore gave most time for whatever one wanted to accomplish before darkness returned, which was the guardian's way of saying something philosophical about life and death but wrapped in practical observation about planetary rotation and sunlight angles. He was taller now, though still small for his age compared to lowland children he'd seen in mining village last year, his body was strange combination of thin from inconsistent diet and hard-muscled from endless training, with shoulders beginning to broaden and hands already having thick calluses in places wh
Last Updated: 2025-10-26
Chapter: Chapter 9: Scratches on the World's BackRavindraRecovery took longer than Ravindra expected, and in the weeks after the peak test he discovered that bodies were easier to break than repair, that cold seeping so deep into bones couldn't be driven out just by sitting near fire or lying on warm stone heated by Auratigris's body, and that there was a price for every achievement that must be paid not only in blood and sweat but also in small pieces of self that never fully returned to what they were before. Two toes on his right foot turned black at the tips and had to be cut by Auratigris with claws sharper than any human-made surgical blade, a procedure performed without anesthesia because none was available at this altitude and the only choice was to bite a wooden stick until it nearly broke while the guardian carefully separated dead tissue from living with precision from thousands of years practice on other creatures who'd also challenged Frostreach and lost. The wound healed slowly, t
Last Updated: 2025-10-26
