God-King of Empyrea

I know what I’ve become. I know what I will be.

When I awoke in this world, I had nothing but a big sword and the tattered clothes on my back. Now I’m the god of war and ruler of the richest city on the planet.

But I’ve reached heights where the edge of my wits matters far more than the edge of my blade. From dissident merchants in the Jaws undermining the vital work the city needs, to xenophobic elements among the aquatic ahlbara, the plots against me multiply by the day.

Even worse, the black wizard is out there, and he’s plotting for godhood of his own.

I can’t let that happen, and I won’t. It’s time to end him once and for all.