The world was divided long before borders were drawn or wars were named. It began with the hour of birth. Those born beneath the sun were blessed with gentle magic—powers that healed, protected, and brought light—and they grew into people known for kindness and joy. But those born under the cover of night were cursed with darker abilities, magic that twisted and destroyed, and the world decided they must be cruel, heartless, and unworthy of love. From the moment they first breathed, destiny chose sides, and the sun and moon became judges no one could escape.

Kieran was born under the cold unforgiving moon. Cursed and forgotten. He was trained to be a soldier, an assassin to anyone who dared enter his Father's land, The Kingdom of Varruyn.