Ashes of the Silent War: Shadow of the Leviathans
Prologue – The Signal
Five years after the Silent War, the continent was slowly healing.
Cities were rising from ruins. Trade routes reopened. Survivors began to believe the nightmare of Leviathans and the Obsidian Veil was finally over.
But deep beneath the frozen northern wastelands… something was waking.
Inside a buried underground laboratory—long forgotten after the war—old machines flickered back to life.
A cracked monitor blinked.
ACCESSING ARCHIVE…
Dust covered rows of sealed containment pods.
Inside them were shadows of massive shapes.
Bigger than Leviathans.
Stronger.
Older.
The computer screen flickered again.
PROJECT ABYSS – STATUS: DORMANT
Then suddenly—
SIGNAL DETECTED
REACTIVATING PROTOCOL
One of the containment pods trembled.
The glass cracked.
A massive eye slowly opened inside the chamber.
Chapter 1 – The New Peace
The city of Sephira had changed.
What was once a battlefield of fire and steel was now the largest city in the rebuilt continent. Tower cranes moved above the skyline while ships filled the harbor again.
At the top of the council tower stood Kael Varden.
Older.
Scarred.
But still the most feared soldier on the continent.
Lyra approached him quietly.
"You're thinking about the war again," she said.
Kael didn't look away from the horizon.
"The war never really ended," he replied.
Lyra sighed.
"The council thinks peace will last."
Kael shook his head slowly.
"Peace is just the silence between wars."
Before Lyra could answer, alarms suddenly echoed across the tower.
A soldier rushed into the room.
"Commander Kael!"
"What happened?"
The soldier looked pale.
"A research station in the Northern Ice Zones went dark."
Lyra frowned.
"That's just a weather outpost."
The soldier swallowed.
"They sent one last transmission before losing contact."
Kael's eyes narrowed.
"What did it say?"
The soldier placed a datapad on the table.
The screen displayed a corrupted message.
Static flickered across the display.
Then the final words appeared.
"THE LEVIATHANS WERE NOT THE FIRST."
Silence filled the room.
Kael's expression turned cold.
"Prepare a strike team."
Lyra looked at him.
"You think something survived the war?"
Kael shook his head slowly.
"No."
His voice dropped.
"I think something older just woke up."