Zeke de'Godfrey was never meant to fight.
As the second son of a fading noble line, his job was simple, stay out of the way, enjoy the food, chase the girls, and let his older brother carry the weight.

Artax did exactly that.
Thirty-four Emblems. A blade that never broke. The last hope of House Godfrey.

Until he lost everything in a battle against Socrax the Frost Dragon.
His Aura core shattered. His legend ended.

Now the knives are out, and their house is circling the drain.

Zeke makes a choice. Before the Senate, he speaks five words that change
“Then I’ll become his sword.”

Leoncrest Academy isn’t built for second sons.
It’s for heirs, killers, and prodigies. Zeke is none of those.

He doesn’t have a forged Aura. He’s never held command.
But he’s got a promise to keep, and no one left to make it but him.

The drills hurt. The spells backfire. The other students are faster, stronger, sharper.
But Zeke gets back up. Every time.

And in the cracks between duels and failures, something starts to form—
A reason to fight that’s his alone.

Leoncrest forges heroes.
Zeke’s just trying to survive long enough to become one.
And maybe charm a few along the way.