They call me Vencian Vicorra. Third son of a noble house. A prodigy, destined for greatness. They say I have everything a man could want—wealth, status, a perfect life in the making.
They couldn’t be more wrong.
I’m Luke. And I woke in this body with someone else’s memories and life. Now I wear his face, his mind, and must walk through a family collapsing under treason charges. A magical ritual binds me to a fate I never chose.
But I am no prodigy. I’m a stranger with no magic, no training, and no idea how I ended up here.
To survive though, I have to become the prodigy everyone thinks I am. To wear the mask until it becomes real. To uncover secrets worth killing for.
Yet fate itself seems to have marked me, as if my death has already been decided.
And if I falter, I won’t only lose my disguise — I’ll lose the only life worth living I’ve ever known.
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