Collin is dead, but his legacy burns brighter than ever. From a vision he answers his calling to glory. He does not know the meaning of this vision; whether it be past, present or future. All he knows is that it must mean something, and so the boy sets out to find that meaning. The boy will make his own legend, leaving behind him a trail of war and death.
But all legends have harsh beginnings. Witness a boy rise from nothing. Witness a boy force an empire to bow at his feet. Witness a boy become a god… eventually.
Note: This is my first attempt at a story that isn't a 4 page highchool assignment. Any and all criticism is greatly appreciated
