For three hundred years I was the Hunter of the Citadel and took thousands of lives for the benefit of millions. Shed the blood of people and chopped off the heads of Ethereals in the name of balance until I was lured into a trap on a distant planet and buried along with a billion of its inhabitants. But I was able to survive and found myself locked in the mortal body of a young prince infinitely far from my native Fan to the planet. And, without realizing it, I found myself drawn into the very epicenter of the palace intrigues of the ancient Rurik clan, which connects this backward planet with the world of Fan much deeper than I could have imagined.