How easily hopes die. It seemed as if you could just touch her. Reach out your hand and feel its warmth on your fingertips, but a short moment, and the dream shatters into pieces, leaving only the bitterness of regret in your soul. But there is no time to indulge in them, because duty calls for returning to service. And who could have predicted that all the roads would converge at one point and a magician who lived several thousand years ago would lead the inquisitor along the path of discovery. Aidan Villor is ready to set foot on the road where secrets are revealed. He is ready to fight an unknown enemy, now he has something to fight for. Because hopes, even when dying, leave their unquenchable light in the heart.