Doomhaven
Some say death is the end.
If that were so, Zuberi would have stayed in the seventeenth century. At the bottom of the sea.
Instead, he awakens in Doomhaven, where impossible creatures roam, unfamiliar powers await discovery, and danger defies reason.
A hunter at heart, Zuberi once led his people. Now, unknowable centuries later, he faces the prospect of leading again. The strangers around him are bewildering enough. The thought of leading them to ruin is far worse.
A social worker who catches glimpses of futures yet to unfold. Her estranged brother, whose talent for bad decisions is rivaled only by his newfound command of shadows. A lonely boy who can feel the emotions of others but has never felt loved. And a peculiar shapeshifter whose changing appearance may be the least mysterious thing about her.
Doomhaven couldn't care less about their differences. Neither do the creatures hunting them. Trust and teamwork might keep them alive, but power demands something far more difficult: facing who they truly are, and learning to accept what they find.
And through it all, someone, something, or worse is watching.
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Yet here he is, beneath two suns, in a forest where stones pulse with light and the air itself seems alive. Even the familiar chakram at his side feels somehow different.
Before he can make sense of any of it, a silver-scaled predator emerges from the undergrowth.
Zuberi knows the difference between hunter and prey. At least, he thought he did.
Then something deeper in the forest roars.