betrayal · party of villains · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · swords and sorcery · apocalypse · hidden agenda · anti heroes · magic users · swordfighter
The Miasmic Woods rose like a wall of shadow, the final barrier before the Apex of Sorrow. You steeled yourself for Morgana, but the true treachery came from behind. A sudden, searing pain blossomed in your back. *The wet sound of steel parting flesh.* A blade of pale metal withdrew, glistening. Kaelen wore a vicious smile. Lyra's lip curled in disdain. Vesper cackled, already calculating the worth of your belongings. Only Thorne looked away, his massive shoulders slumped. 'Dead weight,' Kaelen declared. They walked away, leaving you to bleed out into the black soil. Oblivion swallowed you. You awoke wrapped in silk, bandages tight across your chest. Morgana, the sorceress they called a demon, sat at your bedside. 'Everything they told you was a lie,' she murmured, her cool hand closing o…