Betrayed and executed by the brother he sheltered. Murdered by the nation he bled to protect. Daemon perished a celebrated warrior—marked forever as a monster. Yet death grants no final peace. Not for those bound by cursed blood. Reborn beneath the eclipse that cursed his birth, Daemon reclaims every memory: betrayal's acid sting, poison in goblets, the throne built from his mother's corpse. Forgiveness ends here. Protection dies. He will devour the empire from its rotten core. His twin, Gabriel—the kingdom's precious golden heir—inherited what Daemon earned and lost. Every stolen moment demands repayment. Every forged triumph must be unmade. The nobles who celebrated? Destroyed. The soldiers who bound him? Ash. The people who worshipped lies? Silenced. This isn't vengeance seeking balance. This is destruction incarnate. Gabriel's body will decorate the palace. The empire forged its ruin. Now it faces the weapon it created.