Hedony. Madness. Enthrallment. Aries introduced me to a world of all three. Scarred by centuries of war, the Outcast King had left the battlefield behind and sought an antidote for his encroaching madness. No longer an overlord, he was only a whispered rumor until he appeared in my village – outside the window of my ramshackle home. Perhaps he knew that I was already broken, but he should have taken more care. After all, the jagged pieces of me were sharper than any blade.