ILLYRIUS: Illyrian Chronicles I

Polyphemus, legendary Cyclops is searching for an item of Power. This time Cyclops adversary wasn’t human, not even a semi-god, either. The enemy was one of the Shape Shifters. His name was Ijiraq…
At one hundred and twenty, Illyrius was too young for a God, but old enough to become a Warrior. The voice appeared in his dreams with images of White Owl and Gray Wolf. He began his quest for truth, about his father and mother...
A soft-spoken man, Cadmus, told him the story. The truth crumpled Illyrius inward and shattered his heart…
Spartoi Warrior, the white faced creature, and Amira, High Priestess of The Dark Temple, Kolkha Sorceress, are following him throughout time and space by Portals... against the Ancient One...
“Imagine my son, if you can a person that for one quarter of him is a man, other quarter is a beast and one half is a semi-God. The creature is in a constant state of wave, motion that is undetectable to the human eye, but not to us....
Imagine if you looking down, from the heavens, as God, at these beings and see their signatures through all history, the sweeping waves of wars, bending humans against their will, making mountains of lies, false images and deceptions throughout the world...
This’s the nature of Shape Shifters.”