"They believe they possess me. They think the hand that grips my hilt is the one that decides the course of death. How ignorant the mortals are
I am not mere cold iron, nor a glittering ornament on the waists of kings. I am the 'Witness, ' forged in the hell of consciousness and charged within the brilliance of rubies. I have seen thrones built of paper and kingdoms demolished in the blink of an eye. I have tasted blood flavored with betrayal, and others with a provoking purity.
I have slept in the mire of oblivion for centuries, waiting for the hand that would exhume my grave. And now, I have awakened. Not to protect anyone, but to carve history in my own image. At the end of the road, they will not remember the names of the fallen kings; they will only remember... my ring.
Get your copy now... and prepare to see the world through the eyes of 'Steel'."