In a world where gods watch in silence and monsters wear human faces, survival is not a virtue — it is a sentence.
Branded by an execution that should have killed him, a boy becomes the sole witness to a massacre erased from history.
Three villages destroyed.
No survivors.
No official truth.
Only him… and the creature that chose to let him live.
Hunted by zealots, used as bait by inquisitors, and ignored by the very gods he was taught to fear, he is dragged into a game where faith is a weapon, miracles demand a price, and every borrowed power leaves scars — on flesh and on soul.
In this world, light does not save.
It judges.
And as something ancient walks among men, mimicking their voices and sins, one question remains:
What happens when the only thing more dangerous than monsters… is the truth?