A dirty ragged child wanders through woodlands, driven by a desperate need to appease his hunger. Attracted by the sound of laughter and voices, he peers through the undergrowth to be confronted by a scene so far divorced from his limited experience that it appears magical in his eyes.
This filthy ragged scrap of humanity has no idea that the finger of fate is already writing his story in the sands of time.
Circumstances gradually draw him into a lifestyle that his humble birth right, in the early years of the eighteenth century, could never have given him without the intervention of destiny. He will find comfort, knowledge, and a family life. As he grows to adulthood he will become affluent, knowledgeable and refined. He will become one of the upper classes that he currently gazes on in such awe. Fickle fate, however, will charge him a high price for the gifts it bestows on him…
He would know the fear and desperation of the hunted felon.
He would know unbearable sadness.
Our unnamed protagonist will have to overcome the doubts and uncertainties that the fear of death brings to all who stand on the field of honour. Worst of all, he will have to endure the lonely isolation of someone feared by his fellow man.
Fate, although bestowing her favours on him, provides him with a destiny peopled by powerful enemies dedicated to his destruction. They will ensure he must always be looking over his shoulder, never daring to trust or to give friendship freely for fear of being betrayed and delivered, helpless, to those who wished to destroy him.
Ultimately the path of destiny will lead him to the final challenge, where he will look into the jaws of death itself in order to gain his rightful legacy…