I write fantasy that hurts beautifully.
Where light has weight, and silence remembers.
Currently writing “The Unmade God’s Requiem.”
“Light is not kind — it simply remembers who you were.”
— Haise
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The night Hatoru died—unloved, unseen, forgotten—the world didn’t end. Only his story did. He opens his eyes again as a Haise in Heaven… not as a wandering soul, but as the God King’s son— a prince surrounded by Archangels, divine legions, holy relics, and kingdoms carved from starlight....