Medieval Fantasy, Regression kinda manhua/manhwa inspired, all custom lore though.
Year 544 of the Imperial Calendar.
Akuno Draken, the last Duke of a fallen House Draken, awakens five years before the Great Continental War in his 19-year-old body. Carrying memories of a ruined future, he knows the betrayal, war, and destruction that await his family and kingdom.
Velstorm stands on the edge of collapse, weakened by corruption, noble rivalries, and political decay. Beyond its borders, the Empire of Wisteria grows stronger, preparing for the conflict that will consume the continent.
House Draken remains the kingdom's greatest shield, unaware of the future that awaits them. Akuno alone carries the burden of knowledge, but the future is not fixed.
Every alliance, decision, and action creates consequences. Through the Butterfly Effect, Akuno must rewrite history, protect his family, and decide whether to save the kingdom or shape the future according to his own will.


The sky above the Last Fortress of Draken burned crimson.
Smoke covered the sun, turning the battlefield into blood-red twilight. House Draken's black banners bearing the crimson dragon lay torn beneath enemy feet. The walls were covered in corpses—knights, soldiers, broken shields, and shattered weapons.
The kingdom had fallen.
The capital burned weeks ago. The Crown Prince was dead. The Queen vanished. King Zeldric, the Archmage, fell protecting civilians.
House Draken had already been destroyed.
Now only one man remained.
Akuno Draken.
The Last Duke.
The Demon of Draken.
His black armor was stained crimson. Arrows pierced his body. His breathing was broken, yet his crimson eyes still burned with defiance.
Around him lay, friendly and enemy, knights, generals, Aura Masters, and Wisteria's greatest swordsman.
Thousands came expecting the death of a dying beast.
Instead, they watched one man slaughter an army.
No one moved.
"He killed Lord Cassian..." a soldier whispered.
"Impossible..."
Akuno raised his broken sword.
His body trembled from exhaustion.
One final battle.
One final stand.
He looked toward the horizon.
Thousands of Wisterian banners approached.
"...So this is the end."
He remembered them.
His father teaching him swordsmanship.
His mother welcoming him home.
Aethel promising to surpass him.
Ser Vlad standing beside him.
Alyssa watching silently.
Everyone he loved.
Gone.
Burned.
Executed.
Betrayed.
He gained revenge against every enemy responsible, but revenge never brought them back.
"Advance!"
The soldiers charged.
Akuno smiled.
"So be it."
Crimson Aura exploded around him.
He moved.
Steel flashed.
Bodies fell.
Armor split.
Spears shattered.
The battlefield became a storm of blood and steel.
But his strength faded.
Every breath hurt.
Every strike weakened.
Then—
A spear pierced his chest.
The attacker was a sixteen-year-old boy forced into a war created by kings.
Akuno saw no enemy.
Only another victim.
Silence covered the battlefield.
Still holding his sword, Akuno looked at the trembling boy.
"Take my head."
The boy froze.
"Parade it. They will call you the hero who defeated the Demon of Draken."
"I never wanted this..."
"...I know."
Akuno fell.
The Last Duke of Draken was dead.
Then—
Light.
Air filled lungs that should have been lifeless.
Akuno opened his eyes.
No smoke.
No screams.
No blood.
Only warm sunlight.
His hands were young.
His body was whole.
Nineteen years old.
His childhood room.
Impossible.
He touched his chest.
No wound.
No scars.
A mirror showed the face of the heir who had not yet lost everything.
Then—
KNOCK. KNOCK.
"My lord? Are you awake?"
That voice.
Impossible.
Someone who died before the end of the world stood beyond the door...
Whether a god's blessing or devil's joke, Akuno would use it.
Year 544 of the Imperial Calendar.
Five years before the Great Continental War.
House Draken still lived.
The kingdom still stood.
Akuno carried memories of a future soaked in blood, but his regression remained secret.
No one would know.
He would change fate.
He would save his family.
Release Date 2026.07.26 / Last Updated 2026.07.29