The World of The God King
A land ruled by a fallen god and his Immortals.
Explore the fractured realms where ancient gods once walked and shadow-soaked empires now clash. Immerse yourself in the dark lore and intricate map of a world caught between dragon-fire and destiny.
History and Lore
Xerxes the God King and his 10,000 Immortals are fallen angels condemned to the planet for desiring human women and teaching forbidden things, including the arts of war. In their true forms, they are covered in smooth black obsidian rock with emissive white light pulsing through cracks and veins; however, they can shift into human form at will. Xerxes’s human form is a tall Black man with haunting white wolf-like eyes, frost white dreadlocks, and a gold diadem crown, styled in a gold shekh and loincloth. The Immortals wear the same attire but are distinguished by silver ghost masks and black hoods, forever bound by their catchphrase: Always Immortal.
Xerxes – Leader of the 10,000 Immortals
The fallen angel who rose to divine power, Xerxes commands the undying loyalty of the 10,000 Immortals within the obsidian halls of the Land of the Fallen.
THE TROUPE
Faye
Tribute Belly Dancer (The Troupe)
Raven
Tribute Belly Dancer (The Troupe)
Giulia
Tribute Belly Dancer (Leader of The Troupe)
Key Locations
The Land of the Fallen
This is where the main characters live and where most of the story takes place within the fractured world.
Carthage
A powerful coastal kingdom ruled by the dragonlords, home to a vast fleet of warships—and the realm Xerxes and the Immortals utterly destroy.
The Shadowed Vales
A labyrinth of mist-filled valleys where shadows cling to the rocks and secrets from the old wars refuse to die.
The Frozen Crown
An icy mountain realm crowned in perpetual snow, where the wind itself feels like a warning and few mortals dare to climb.
The Highlands
Rolling, storm-swept highlands that breed hard people, old legends, and loyalties tested by distant wars.
The Western Dunes
Endless dunes of burning gold, where caravans vanish, spirits whisper in sandstorms, and the sun shows no mercy.
The Eastern Dunes
Mirror to the Western Dunes, a sea of shifting sand and hidden oases, where borders blur and empires quietly rise and fall.