Book One of The Seriene Corpus

When the dead begin to rise, faith becomes a weapon.

For years, the Sovereign Order has waged holy war against the Nythrak, twisted corpses animated by a power no god claims. At its head stands Cinder, Paragon of Ignar, whose blazing miracles have forged an empire of fire and devotion.

But in a remote village, far from the Order's banners, two brothers watch that war devour everything.

Hardened by loss and driven by a growing distrust of banners and sermons, Klair joins a band of mercenaries who walk the thin line between survival and damnation. Each clash with the Nythrak reveals a darker truth about the war consuming the land and the forces pulling its strings.

His brother Rosh chooses piety instead. Drawn into the Sovereign Order, he trains to become a weapon of justice in Ignar's holy crusade, believing flame can purify what death has corrupted.

As whispers of the Gravecall spread and the dead multiply, the brothers are forced toward a reckoning neither can escape. Power answers those who demand it. Gods begin to play their hands. And when the sky itself fractures, the world will learn that some magic does not ask to be wielded.

It commands.

"Their flesh is dust. Through me, they are remade."
"You see decay. I see ascension."
"You fight. You resist. You believe it matters."
"I wonder, when you finally kneel, will it be out of pain or in worship?"