Started as a project back in 2016, Dark Blade Forged is the first book in The Dark Blade Trilogy!
This series takes place in the World of Aramatir, the same world as The Champion Trilogy. In The Dark Blade Trilogy, we see how Mastor Dantor started as Dan Torren, a Junior Lord of Septily who seeks freedom from the political corruption of his family by joining the Watch Guard, an interkingdom agency tasked with keeping the borders safe and protecting ancient weapons between the rise of Champions.
Author: Tyrean Martinson
Genre: Sword Fantasy/Christian Fantasy
Series: The Dark Blade Trilogy, Vol. 1
Publication Date: October 1, 2024
ISBN: 979-8-9870648-6-3
ASIN: 979-8-9870648-4-9
Number of Pages: 330
Word Count: 93k
An ancient blade buried deep within an abandoned tower of the Watch Guard calls for its next wielder.
In a world where ancient powers stir and darkness threatens, Dan Torren seeks to escape his noble family's corruption by joining the mysterious Watch Guard. As Dan and his allies uncover a sinister plot involving the Red Hand, an organization trafficking in human lives, Dan will need to confront his own inner desire for vengeance.
When he discovers a legendary and strangely shadowy blade, he's thrust into a destiny greater than he ever imagined. Alongside his friends—Alex, a conflicted prince, and Farrald, a would-be Shepherd—Dan must navigate political intrigue, confront dark forces, and face his own family's twisted legacy.
Dan's journey will challenge everything he believes about justice, power, and his own identity. With the fate of Septily hanging in the balance, can Dan forge a new path for justice?
Dark Blade Forged is a gripping Christian Fantasy tale of friendship, betrayal, and the price of power in a world where the lines between good and evil blur with every choice.
Dark Blade Forged is book one of The Dark Blade Trilogy! Perfect for fans of the faith themes of The Book of the Infinite Series by RJ Larson, the action adventure of The Staff and the Sword by Patrick W. Carr.
Excerpt:
The tug brought Dan to a door carved with several figures. The tautness of the pull intensified again him as he swept away the dirt over the carving. The figures on the door were old Champions. He could tell by the familiarity of some likenesses found in some places in Skycliff, although others weren’t as familiar to him. The group of Champions surrounded a single box in which a shattered blade rested. The carving was intricate, and Dan ran his fingers over the shattered blade, and then opened the door.
Inside, he could see the box from the carving. It was an iron trunk with a strange padlock. The grooves of a handprint lay over the top of the lock. Sand, dust, and mist swirled around the trunk, but Dan moved toward it.
Behind Dan, Terese murmured something, but he did not make out the words. Consumed now by the need to open that box, he placed his hand over the handprint. A rational part of his brain wanted him to stop, but the compulsion moved him forward, despite the unlikelihood of his hand fitting the handprint.
His hand fit perfectly in the grooves. A glow emanated around his fingers, but it was not a glow of light, but of textured shadow, a shimmering black that seemed deeper than even the dark shadows of the chamber beyond the light from Terese’s blade.
An audible click resonated through his hand, his chest, and the chamber, and the lock fell open. With trembling hands, Dan opened the lid of the iron box and gazed down at the broken blade within. It was shimmering obsidian, alive with power from within each of the seven, jagged pieces. Dan ran his fingers carefully over the tip of the top piece of the glowing shards, feeling a sensation of warmth and power running from his hands to his heart. He couldn't let this blade lay here unused any longer. He touched each of the seven shards, traced his hands over the engravings on the cross guard, and then reached for the hilt.
As his fingers came around the leather-wrapped grip, a heavy, warm wave rushed through him, from somewhere within his fingertips to the hilt, and somehow, resonated in ripples through the shattered pieces of the sword which began to melt and reshape.
In the deepest recesses of his mind, Dan wanted to let go of the blade, but he did not. He held fast as it took shape in front of him, perfectly balanced for his hand, for the extension of his arm. It was a part of him and it was hungry for justice, for vengeance, for righteousness against those who would do harm to his people, and peace for those who would live with kindness. It opened up parts of him he had closed off, even from his own thoughts, and he felt as if a part of him had been hollowed out and refilled, then hollowed and filled again.
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