Overview

The Harpyiai Order.

We were the people-snatchers – Masters of our own sinful mistakes: the illegitimates.
We took them. Enslaved them. Culled them.
Normal life was beyond our reach. We were marked by our ancestors' crimes, destined to repeat their horrors until no humanity was left in us.

Honour.

We lived for it.
We died for it.
Mine had been shattered after one night with her.
The woman I would now do anything to keep safe from the Harpyiai.
I would walk back into my own worst nightmare for her.

Sacrifice.

I was my father's sacrifice. It had cost me everything – my youth, innocence, mother, mind.
I would never repeat his mistake.
My bloodline would die with me.
But someone I trusted betrayed me.

Protocol.

Six nights of The Culling awaited us; rituals meant to take us to the limit of what we could handle.
But the high-ranking members never played fair.
I called it a war, but it was a game of chess.
We were the pieces they moved around to win this last battle.
How many of us would fall before this was over?

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