Veiranos-a planet of obsidian spires and storm-markets, where eight dominant species rule and humanity survives as scraps. Here, life is not lived-it is fought for. The underbelly pulses with gang wars, illegal tech, and whispers of a forbidden energy that can bend the laws of existence: The Pulse.

AARAN was no one.
An orphan scavenger. A ghost in Lower Sprawl.
Until the day he stole a shard.
Until the Pulse chose him.

Marked by glowing glyphs that burn on his skin like living scripture, AARAN becomes the galaxy's most hunted lifeform. Assassins stalk him. Council fleets brand him a threat to reality itself. Every shadow hides a blade, every ally carries betrayal in their teeth.

But the Veil has opened-a living wound in the skin of space-and nightmares are crawling through. Mask-faced legions march from the rift. Worlds collapse into smoke. The stars themselves seem to whisper a single word: Pulseborn.
Now, AARAN must rise from the ashes of Veiranos and wield a power that terrifies even its creators. Wings of cobalt fire blaze from his back. Glyph storms roar in his veins. And every battle drags him closer to the prophecy etched into the marrow of the universe:

"When the Fireborn stands on the shattered spire,
And the Veil bleeds legions into the choir,
The Architect shall move his hand unseen,
To carve the pulse of what has never been."

This is not war.
It is the unmaking of reality.

Welcome to the Pulseborn Saga-a storm of fire, prophecy, and worlds shattering under the weight of power. If you crave universes built in blood and glyphs, heroes forged in impossible wars, and stories that defy gravity, time, and logic-you have found your book.