In the realm of Holda are five constantly warring lands, with each lord( Carhan) striving to become the overall ruler of them all. The ground is drenched in blood and people die as easily as they are born. Karh is the seventh son of the CARHAN OF Blodisfed. He’s the weakest of all his sons. Due to circumstances beyond his control, he had no choice but to bend his head and knees and cut his losses in with his eldest brother to survive regardless of how badly he’s treated. But suddenly, a bright light descends over all the land a few distance from where Karh finds himself, and he surprisingly gets there before anyone else. He enters a roofless battle-worn hall where the ground is still painted with fresh blood, with the only thing missing being the dead bodies they poured out of. A bright red ball floats over his head, before dropping into his hands illuminating every inch of the shattered and bloody hall he stands in. HUGE RED LETTERS appear directly above his head for each of his six brothers who finally arrived to see. {Do you accept the Forgotten Inheritance} The sharp sounds of sabers and swords sliding out of their sheath ring loudly in the air. “You’ve always been smart,” his first brother begins to speak. “Now is not the time for foolish actions. Pass the ball over to me...” A clearly evil chuckle rings out behind Karh. “Go ahead. Do it and see whether or not you’ll live to see the sun rise,” his second says. “Give it here you little s***...” “Karh...pass it over and I promise to protect you,” “...Run over here and I Rurt will ensure that we both survive,” “Truthfully, anyone that gets that ball will be the first to die,” his sixth brother speaks after every one of the others had spoken. “...who here would care enough to kill you,” Karh heard him continue to say with a soft smile on his face one he had never seen before, even as he watched him tighten his hands on the hilt of the blue ravined sword in his hand. Acting mostly on instinct, Karh’s fingers tighten around the ball and he crushes in a split second. “Give me the inheritance... it's the only way I’ll live,” Karh mutters {Yes...Yes, BUT right after you kill all six of them} {You have three chances} A slightly excited but unseen voice booms across the hall to Karh’s complete shock and that of his brothers who instantly attack in rage. {Inheritor #506 had died. Two chances Left}  Karh finds himself in a system whose main aim is to empower him, sending him through different worlds and universes. However, what he slowly discovers is that its other aim is to kill him as quickly as it can before Karh can shake off his mortal restraints. Especially since the system is merely a game for a group of immortals who simply got bored: treating people like chess pieces and earth like a board. {Disclaimer: The cover isn’t mine} Arch 3: { Accept the forgotten inheritance and you never know} Mother system override: { Do you want to DIE!} Arch 3: { I was wrong}