root-book

Kazh was a soldier. Not a hero. Not chosen. Just someone who followed orders—until one of them broke something he couldn’t put back. Now he’s alone. Chained. Fallen. Cast out by his own realm, bound by light that no longer listens, and forgotten by the ones he once tried to stand beside. He doesn’t know what comes next. He isn’t looking for revenge. He isn’t looking for redemption. He’s just… here. Wandering. Trying not to be erased. This isn’t a story about power. It’s about what’s left when you lose everything you thought made you who you are. A quiet, tragic fantasy about survival, silence, and the weight of light.