Introduction: Korrak鈥檚 story is cold steel in a clenched fist, blood steaming against the snow. It is the snap of bone, the weight of a kill, the silence before the next.There are no heroes here. No prophecies. Just men who take and men who die.The world is frostbitten and cruel, ruled by warlords who speak with whips and blades. Mercy is a lie. Strength is survival.Korrak does not pray. He does not beg. He hunts. A scarred hand gripping a weapon too tightly. Every fight takes something, every kill leaves a mark, but stopping is not an option.Because stopping means being the one left in the snow.This is not about glory.This is about who walks away.And Korrak always does.Because the hunt never ends.this is an anthology Series....