He was forged in loyalty — then broken by betrayal. Once bound to a clan that no longer walks this earth, the RONIN wanders the gate between worlds, oathless, masterless… but never without purpose. His blade remembers every name that failed him. His silence speaks louder than screams. A warrior of deathless resolve, he wears the shadow of his dishonor like armor — and carries his sorrow like steel. He is not here to serve. He is here to remind the unworthy what honor costs… and what violence reclaims. THE RONIN No master. No mercy The Gate Has Been Breached.” This is the first of twelve. Twelve sentinels. Twelve forgotten guardians. Each forged in shadow — each a keeper of something lost. The RONIN leads the vanguard. He does not guard the gate… he is the warning. GHOSTS OF THE GATE™ A year-long descent into myth, memory, and war. One drop at a time. No repeats. No reruns. Only those who answer the call will stand among them.
