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Beneath the smoldering ruins of a fractured empire, De Loredo stood at the precipice of destiny. The air reeked of iron and betrayal, the echoes of crumbling dynasties drowning beneath the clamor of revolt. Once a loyal blade for the Crown, he now bore the weight of a rebellion forged not by ambition, but necessity. The aristocracy called him traitor; the starving masses hailed him as salvation. Yet power, he’d learned, was a mercurial beast—shift alliances, and yesterday’s liberator became tomorrow’s tyrant. Whispers of ancient machinations slithered through the shadows: a cabal of merchants hoarding grain, spies trading secrets in brothels, and rumors of a relic capable of bending time itself. De Loredo’s war wasn’t against men, but systems—the rot festering in the marrow of tradition. Every choice bled consequence. Trust dissolved like ash. Victory demanded sacrifice, yet whose? The answer, he knew, would etch his name into history—or oblivion.
