More by Kirill Klevanski
The war with the Raven Sect is taking Hadjar further and further away from his original goal. This time, he’s ended up in another world — the world of the Spirits and Fae. The General has already been here before, but he’s never tried to do something as audacious as stealing a treasure from one of the Queens.
What will this latest adventure lead to? Will everything end here, in failure? Without the support of the mysterious and powerful Twilight Secrets Sect, the fight against the Raven Sect is doomed from the start… But their aid might just be too costly to attain.
Hadjar Darkhan, the Wind of the Northern Valleys, has almost reached the farthest border of the Strange Lands — the very edge of the mortal world. His path has been long and thorny. He has met and befriended many people and lost many more in the pursuit of his goal. And now the final obstacle looms ahead — the Raven Sect, the oldest and greatest stronghold of the Black General's followers. He will just have to go through them as well…
The comfortable and safe mortal lands of the Nameless World have been left behind. The petty kingdoms with their endless feuds, the supposedly great empires with their innumerable intrigues and tragedies, even the Strange Lands that consider themselves to be the last bastion of true freedom.
The Mad General has traversed them all, from one end to the other.
What lies ahead?
The road to the Land of the Immortals.
And everything that embarking upon this path will bring with it.
After all, even in the truly vast Nameless World, it is still possible to find that final border, the true end of the road. But if anyone thinks that this will cause the General to falter, make him lower his sword, they are mistaken...
It is as it was before and as it always will be. Neither demons nor gods, neither heroes nor villains, neither Time nor Fate will ever be able to break the iron will of Hadjar Darkhan.
Hadjar has seen everything that the Mortal Realm of the Nameless World has to offer. Beloved son, disgraced prince, brother, loyal friend, brave warrior, illustrious commander, murderer, traitor, devoted husband, monster... All these roles converge in Hadjar Darkhan, the Mad General. He has left behind songs and tales of courage and honor that have become the lament of the thousands who’ve met their end at his blade, their blood drenching the fields and valleys of the mortal regions. And he did it all so he could keep going, so his journey wouldn’t end before its time.
Hadjar now stands at the threshold of the Land of the Immortals, a legendary realm of epics. Here, he awaits his penultimate battle. What lies ahead? The path to the Seventh Heaven. And, for better or worse, all that this journey will both create and end. In the Nameless World, some things can be too horrid for anyone to dare and try to comprehend. But if anyone believes that this will slow the General’s stride or halt his sword, then... As has always been the case, neither demons nor gods, neither heroes nor villains, neither Time nor Fate can break the indomitable will of Hadjar Darkhan.
His deal with the Demon Prince has taken Hadjar deeper and deeper into the Strange Lands, where every step could be his last. With the aid of Abraham’s squad, he’s looking for clues and uncovering all sorts of secrets and mysteries, but the Raven Sect’s fanatics are on their trail.
What will this new twist of fate bring? Will Hadjar be able to fulfill his part of the deal? Did he make a mistake when he agreed to destroy the oldest and most powerful sect of the mortal realm?
His indestructible will cracked, his advance that no army could’ve stopped faltered, his sword, raised against the gods themselves, was brought low... Who was he? Where was he going?
The Ruby Mountains were right in front of him, and his path was clear, but his very soul had been plunged into utter darkness. Will Hadjar be able to find a way out? Will he be able to come back to the light? Or will the endless abyss devour him? His dragon heart was beating slower and slower...
The White Dragon region has been left behind. His oaths and obligations there have been fulfilled. Now it is time to look ahead. What awaits our dauntless protagonist?
A gray sky, one where the stars never shine, is overhead. A white sand made of ground bones is underfoot. That is the horror of the Demon Lands. But the dragon’s heart in his chest will not give in, and it will keep beating steadily. He will not falter. The Blue Blade will never be lowered in surrender. An indomitable will still shines in the eyes of Hadjar Darkhan, the Wind of the Northern Valleys. He’ll endure whatever fate throws at him.
Not everyone managed to survive the bloody battle. The strong, the brave, the courageous, and the good all fell with honor. The war spared few and took away many of the best . . . Hadjar Darkhan was one of the few who survived and is now ready to continue his journey. The battle is over, and the dead have been sent on their last journey. The unknown and the perils of the imminent war are still waiting for Hadjar. He can sense that his life is about to be filled with the clang of weapons and armor and the beating of war drums. He hates war! But he also longs for it . . . Is there anything worse than war and battle? Maybe. . . The endless political maneuvering of the two Empires, which they are trying to draw Hadjar into, is definitely not what he needs right now, especially after losing his loyal companion and true friend in battle. A friend he realized he had only after his death . . .
Becoming the Hero of the Dragon Lands isn’t easy. You have to survive a ruthless tournament. However, even after his victory, one he’d earned with sweat and blood, Hadjar’s deadly adventure had just begun.
The winner gets everything he could ever ask for: accolades, a wreath that symbolizes his greatness, and the Emperor’s undivided attention. His duty is to escort the dragon Princess to the Ruby Mountains, the dwarves’ homeland. But the wreath isn’t what it appears to be… It would easily be a match for any slave collar, and is controlled by the ‘cute and kind’ Princess. Moreover, the path that leads to the mountains runs through the Red Mist Lands, which are the kind of place only a chosen few could ever hope to survive…
When Boreas died on that surgical table back in his home world, his mortal body remained on Earth, but his soul, striving for something more, was reborn. In another world, he became Hadjar Darkhan, the son of a King and Queen. He had only his neural network and the burning aches and desires from his previous life to guide him.
It took him years to become the Mad General, a man who possesses a sober mind, a steadfast heart, strong hands and sharp eyes. He followed the path of a warrior, defeated countless enemies, and he saw Death more often than anyone else in this Nameless World.
Now, there is nothing that could make Hadjar Darkhan tremble with horror. He survived the war for the throne of his homeland, battles against monsters out of myth, even the destruction of an ancient civilization’s last remaining fragments in the Sea of Sand.
Answering the call of his dragon heart, he is ready to do everything to achieve his great, almost foolishly noble goal. He is challenging the whole world, and no Emperor, god, or demon will stop him.
Not everyone managed to survive the bloody battle. The strong, the brave, the courageous, and the good all fell with honor. The war spared few and took away many of the best...
Hadjar Darkhan was one of the few who survived and is now ready to continue his journey. The battle is over, and the dead have been sent on their last journey. The unknown and the perils of the imminent war are still waiting for Hadjar. He can sense that his life is about to be filled with the clang of weapons and armor and the beating of war drums. He hates war! But he also longs for it... Is there anything worse than war and battle?
Maybe… The endless political maneuvering of the two Empires, which they are trying to draw Hadjar into, is definitely not what he needs right now, especially after losing his loyal companion and true friend in battle. A friend he realized he had only after his death…
Hadjar Darkhan heeded the call of his dragon heart. His path was dangerous, full of hardships and bitter losses. And when he came close to reaching his goal, he lost everything instead…
Hadjar survived the bloody war for the throne of his homeland. He fought against monsters and enemies that made entire generations tremble in fear. He traversed the vast Sea of Sand, found the mythical Mage City, and witnessed the destruction of an ancient civilization. Then, in the pursuit of knowledge, Hadjar came to Dahanatan, the capital of the Empire.
Hadjar had thought his goal was worth the sacrifice, but now he wasn’t so sure. He’d made too many mistakes, lost too much, and paid too high a price by unquestioningly heeding that inexorable call. Had it all been for nothing? What if Hadjar Darkhan was just an ordinary fool who’d found his supposed destiny somewhere it had never been in the first place? No convenient answers were forthcoming…