King Brayden Williams laid in his death bed, his three sons surrounding him. Someone had stabbed the king through the heart with a stake just hours before and there was only moments left for his life. Alexander, Ericson and Jameson looked to their father in his final moments. It was the time for truth, who would get the largest kingdom.

“My sons, none of you have disappointed me. This is a moment I never wanted to come to. Alexander, Ericson, Jameson… the matter of your land fell into my hands after your mother passed away.” The king coughed into his hand, a little blood leaking down the side of his mouth. Jameson leaned down to wipe his mouth. “Thank you Jameson… Alexander, you have been awarded the North lands.” A corner of Alexander’s mouth turned up as Ericson’s jaw dropped. “But Father, that’s not correct, there has to be a mistak—“

“Your mother never made mistakes. Ericson, you have been given the Eastern lands. Jameson, the West.” Jameson smiled at his father, nodding his head. “Thank you father, for your grateful gift.” Jameson spoke, Ericson slamming the door behind him.

King Brayden, ruler of the kingdoms for more then four centuries, passed away.



That was two hundred years ago, and the war between Alexander and Ericson is worse then ever. Ericson is still fuming from his father’s choice, and his target is Alexander’s land. Ericson’s land has hit hard times, most vampires are going insane from the lack of human blood and others are homeless and fleeting to Alexander and Jameson’s territory. Alexander is very aware of Ericson’s plans and is building his own army to fight. Jameson is taking in everyone he can that wants to stay out of the war.

With war looming and everything you know crumbling beneath your feet, how will you climb your way to the top?