Incomparable: Red Zenith.

Kandar Corvus is a man wandering the vast, stacked world of Nirlonth: The Nine Realms. Sometimes on foot, sometimes riding his unnamed horse, he roams the lands with only a map to guide him. Each realm has its own unique nature, but he has yet to see them all. Still, exploring every major empire is not his goal. What he truly seeks is to avoid nation-scale trouble. To survive, he offers reliable services to civilians—earning coin as a traveling merchant while keeping himself away from larger conflicts. But Kandar is burdened by something worse than poverty or war—a storm of rage buried deep within. When triggered, his heart boils and his mind clouds. His rage burns so hot it wipes out every other emotion, leaving only fury behind. He trains constantly to control it, fearing that one day it will ruin everything. Even with all his discipline, there are moments when he feels the crushing weight of isolation… and longs for a companion to silence the loneliness. His nightmares are unlike any others. He often dreams of red clouds circling above, and dark crows flying around him. The ground is faintly flooded with blood, soaking his legs. And in the distance stands a man—armored in the blackest armor of doom, with dark angelic wings that stretch thirty-two meters wide. Kandar wakes soaked in sweat, disturbed by how familiar the dream feels. He refuses to believe he could be the Dark Angel. It’s just a dream, and he hates the very idea. In a universe of countless beings, the odds are nearly impossible. Surely, it can’t be him. But what if it is? If the nightmare speaks the truth, then the Dark Angel has already returned from his tomb— and the skies may soon darken with crimson blood.