Book 9 – War Across the Stars
The Graecia Empire was truly massive—so vast, in fact, that no one noticed the moment a spatial fluctuation rippled through one of its mountain ranges.
A low tremor followed, shaking the land, and then, in the blink of an eye, five figures materialized on the rocky slope. They were a young man, a young woman, a small yellow cat, a white werewolf, and a dragon of shimmering light and flame.
"Hahahahaha, we're back!" Vlad shouted, stretching his arms wide as the familiar aura of Graecia washed over him. He couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth in his chest. Slowly but surely, this empire had become his home—a place where he felt safe, respected, and rooted.
