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In the land where the sky runs wild and the wind speaks in blood, one man will rise from the ashes of betrayal to forge a new world from chaos. Born of the Dortracy, the horse tribes feared by all Karan Dor’rak was destined to be a chieftain. But treachery cut his hair, shattered his honor, and sold him into chains. Now he rides again—not as a man, but as a storm.
With the fierce warrior-priestess Sira Vayenna at his side, and a captive princess from the civilized world Lyra of Velannis—bound to his fate, Karan must unite the broken tribes, reclaim his name, and conquer the kingdoms that once scorned him. But to wear the Crown of the Horse Lords, he must first survive the blood oath, the gods’ judgment, and the battlefield of the heart.

This is my story. I'm Elvar Sagara. That afternoon, I went to the mall to find a Halloween festival costume. I was just browsing. But I found something… weird. A horned mask and an outfit that looked familiar, like my favorite comic book character, so I bought it. When I got home, I tried it on immediately. The outfit fit me perfectly. The mask… was creepy. But cool. I stood in front of the mirror, and for some reason, I started acting. I folded my arms across my chest. My body stood tall. In a loud voice, I shouted: “Hahaha! I am the true Demon King! I will lead you all! HAHAHA!” My laughter grew louder. Ridiculous? Yeah. But I was totally getting into the role. Then… I blinked. The moment my eyelids opened, I was in a vast hall. Surrounded by terrifying creatures. Demons. They were all bowing to me. My laughter still hadn't stopped. But my heart nearly stopped. Strangely, I kept acting. I knew… if I stopped, if I took off this mask and admitted I was just a regular human I’d probably be killed on the spot. So… What am I supposed to do now?