James Islington

The Hierarchy still call me Vis Telimus. Still hail me as Catenicus. They still, as one, believe they know who I am.

But with all that has happened—with what I fear is coming—I am not sure it matters anymore.

I am no longer one. I won the Iudicium, and lost everything—and now, impossibly, the ancient device beyond the Labyrinth has replicated me across three separate worlds. A different version of myself in each of Obiteum, Luceum, and Res. Three different bodies, three different lives. I have to hide; fight; play politics. I have to train; trust; lie. I have to kill; heal; prove myself again, and again, and again.

I am loved, and hated, and entirely alone.

Above all, though, I need to find answers before it's too late. To understand the nature of what has happened to me, and why.

I need to find a way to stop the coming Cataclysm, because if all I have learned is true, I may be the only one who can.

The Strength of the Few

Hannah VG

Trauer, sagte meine Mutter einmal zu mir, ist der ehrlichste Ausdruck der Liebe. Der letzte und schwierigste Aspekt, wenn man jemanden wirklich, wirklich liebt. Sie sagte es bei den Bestattungsriten ihrer eigenen Mutter, Tränen in den Augen, selbst als sie versuchte, einen Jungen zu trösten, der zu jung war, um zu verstehen, warum er so traurig war, warum seine Großmutter nicht mehr da sein konnte. Sie erklärte unter erstickten Schluchzern, dass Liebe ohne Trauer bedeutungslos wäre. Denn es ist unmöglich, etwas wirklich zu lieben, das nicht verloren gehen kann.

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