In a forgotten corner of the world where the stars no longer shine and the wind carries no name, a lone figure guards the last threshold between the realms of man and shadow. They call him Dihward—the final sentinel of a forgotten threshold
When the First Gates fell — shattered by war, weakened by time — kingdoms burned, and gods turned away. One by one, the ancient gatekeepers were slain, corrupted, or erased from memory. Now, only Dihward remains, bound to a forgotten post at the edge of the Veillands, a boundary where reality begins to rot.
A World on the Brink
The world is unraveling. Echoes of the Night Realm, long sealed behind forgotten thresholds, bleed into the waking lands. Creatures born of grief and fire slip through cracks in time. Dreams rot into nightmares. And across the dying forests and frozen plains, one question spreads like plague:
Who watches the gate now?
The answer is a man burdened by silence, scarred by centuries, and chained to a vow older than language itself.
The Myth of the Gatekeeper
Dihward is no legend. He is living proof that the barrier between realms still holds — barely. Once a warrior-priest of the Orathi Order, he was cursed with immortality not as a gift, but as a punishment: to guard the final gate until time itself forgets him.
But when a runaway child from a shattered village stumbles upon his sanctuary, bearing a sigil thought lost to history, Dihward must choose between duty and destiny. For the gate is weakening, and what stirs on the other side remembers his name.
More Than a Fantasy
Dihward: The Last Gatekeeper is more than just a tale of swords and shadows. It’s a meditation on loneliness, legacy, and the heavy cost of eternal duty. It asks: What happens when the world no longer needs its protectors — but their enemies do?
With a tone that blends the gritty mysticism of The Witcher with the mythic solitude of Shadow of the Colossus, this story invites readers into a haunting, immersive realm where the final battle may not be fought — but endured.