The book was written less like a history record and more like a collection of heroic tales. My battle against Iskandor, Father's summoning of the Soul Domain, and Uncle Stormir's clash against the Archdemons all felt like myth when I read it. In truth, none of the events recorded were false or exaggerated. The narrative aligned perfectly with my memories, right until the final chapter, when the Ultimate War began.
It stated that after the grand feast, the soldiers of the Empire returned to the capital, while the Thunderbanes chose to remain for one more day to properly rest before their departure.
That night, an army of ten million demons launched a sudden ambush on the exhausted and injured Thunderbanes. The clash between the Thunderbanes and the demonic army continued for several hours, unleashing devastation so catastrophic that it completely destroyed the Sentinel Line.
