The presence of the daemon's chaotic aura suddenly disappeared from the battlefield when William returned from death. The soldiers including Prince Benton and even the Duchess who is in the rear of the army witness the golden light coming from the Black Templar. With each step from William, the Greater Daemon retreat because of the burning light damaging the surface of its skin all over the body.
"This light, how can this be? Only my master knows of this new world," Greater Daemon screams with pain and denies to believe the impossible. Meanwhile, William who now understood the situation stepped forward with his new power sword in his hands and charged towards the retreating enemy. 
"Your time is up. Meet your maker back in Immaterium and don't ever come back," William said to the daemon and ignited his black sword which its blade came to life as blue light engulfed the blade. Seeing the coming attack, Greater Daemon clashed its blades against William's black power sword but it was pointless as daemon's blades got cut in half by the black sword like a hot knife through butter.
William, now having an upper hand in the fight, proceeded to decapitate Greater Daemon's two arms from the lift side using his sword. Crying in pain, Greater Daemon fought back with the remaining two arms but it was pointless as Champion of the Emperor dodge effortlessly and counter-attack with his sword once again.
Striking true, William removed one more arm and managed to cut deep in the right leg before retrieving his blade. Not giving a moment to recover, William attacked the daemon, this time going for the stomach. With quick steps and speed unlike no other, the sword cut through the stomach of the Greater Daemon from one end to another.
"No! This is not the end. My master has plans for this world and for YOU. I will come back and more will come with me," The Keeper of Secrets gave its last words before the entire body turned to dust and disappeared from the material plan of the New World.   
The two armies cheer the moment they see the victory and daemon's defeat. Many soldiers cried with happiness that they have survived the unsurvivable battle against daemons from the unknown deity. At the same time, many among the military ranks witnessed the miracle from the Black Templar who called upon iron titan and returned from the dead as a paladin of his deity.   
In the end, with the vanishment of the Greater Daemon, the battle of the Stormfist finally ended. The two armies of the Alderim survived not only massive armies of the vampire and zombie dragon but a small army of daemons and its chaos commander. The number of casualties was big but not as big as the adversity they faced. Still, from this war, the legend is born. The foundation of a new era is set on stone as a new religion is founded and the creation of a new empire to fight against chaos starts right after. 
"Batte-Brother, the Emperor's Champion. I have witnessed the second resurrection of the Emperor's servant and your action strengthened my faith. First was the return of his son, Roboute Guilliman. Now, your return as Champion proves that he is watching over us, even in this unknown world." The Dreadnought said to William as he turned his entire body to see the two armies celebrating the victory. William just nodded his head and retrieved his weapon from the battlefield. 
"Are they also servants of the God-Emperor? Or are they just 'help'?" This question from the Dreadnought got William paused as he thought deeply about what to say. If he says the wrong word, the Dreadnought will purge the 'heretics' without hesitation as Black Templar are infamous for purging non-believers.
"They are natives to this new world as this world was hidden from the taint of the Chaos. But one thing I can assure you, brother. They are allies against the Emperor's enemy as I heard his voice, ordering me to fight against terror as shield and sword. I believe I'm the shield to them as I'm sword against Chaos. William explained best he could as he dodge the keyword 'heretic.' Dreadnought mentioned the return of Primarch Roboute Guilliman which means he also knows the involvement of the Eldar from the Craftworld. At this point, William needs all the help he could get and this means help from the other race of the world. Just like in the Total War: Warhammer game, the diplomacy and defense alliance are a must if William plans to raise the army big enough to fight against Chaos forces in the future.
"... I see. In this dire time, we will need assistance from the locals but they will serve the God-Emperor before we leave this world for our next crusade." The Dreadnought replies to William and watches over the military forces in deep thought.
"Thank you brother," William thanked the old Dreadnought and proceeded to walk toward armies as Dreadnought followed behind him. During his path to meet the two leaders, every soldier and officer kneel before the Champion and show great respect to their savior as they believe William is the Great Paladin of the deity. 
When William arrived to meet the prince and duchess, Dreadnought stood a few steps behind while Prince Benton and Duchess bow before the Champion. This made William panic inside but maintain his posture as he is being observed by the Dreadnought.
"Raise your heads, I'm the same person as before. Since this campaign was yours, to begin with, what will be your decision on Fort Stormfist?" William asked Prince Benton which he quickly answered as if he knew this question was coming. 
"Our forces were nearly wiped out but thanks to you and your titan, we survived the battle. I will leave half of my forces on the fort while I return to the capital and send additional help to enforce this region. I will also talk to my father to put you, Sir William, as the official regent of this region as long as you remain loyal to the crown." Prince explained his plan to William but the moment he mentioned the last part, Dreadnought went full alert and turned his entire body towards Prince Benton, aiming his weapons.
"Battle Brother William is a loyal champion to the God-Emperor of Mankind. His loyalty is only to God Emperor and serves no other, against this is heresy." With a mechanical voice, Dreadnought said his 'concern' to the prince as William turned around to ensure his battle brother.
"Don't worry, I believe they know the consequence," William whispered to Dreadnought and turned around to talk to the prince and duchess.
"My loyalty is to God-Emperor, but following his teaching, I will protect his subjects even if they do not know him yet." William ensures everyone as everyone lowers their tension. Seeing this, the Duchess joined in the conversation between prince and William.
"Sir William, if I may. Who is this God-Emperor? Is he the one who blessed you to fight against daemons?" Hearing this from the Duchess, Dreadnought immediately went into action to answer her question.
"God Emperor is the living God of Mankind. He protects mankind from the Xenos, mutants and heretics while guiding us, his Angels of Death to fight against them in the time of war. Only from the Emperor's light, there is salvation, from his will there is Imperium of Man. The Emperor Protects!" Dreadnought said out loud enough from his speaker to have every man and woman in the armies to hear the words. The Duchess didn't say anything as she got her answer while Prince Benton was caught off guard as he just saw religious doctrine he never heard of from the iron titan who came from heaven (Sky).
"Thank you battle brother for sharing your wisdom. Prince, I would like to keep my battle brother here on the fort to enforce defense against potential invasion force from the vampire. I can guarantee you personally that he will defend the fort until you return from the capital." William said to the prince but to his surprise, Prince Benton said something unexpected.
"Of course Sir William, but you will accompany me to the capital as I report back to my father. Knowing my father, he will want to meet as you didn't just defeat the vampire faction single-handedly but also slay daemons and improve gun technology to the next level." Prince Benton invites William to the capital as the Duchess gives a small smile to the Emperor's Champion. 
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From defeating Keeper of Secrets:
[Aegis Terminator Armour x1: An advanced power armor of the Grey Knights. Because of its large size and heavyweight, the Aegis Terminator armor is slower than the standard Power Armor, but it makes up for its durability and psychic protection from the daemons. The armor is tough enough to punch through the enemy line while under fire and strong enough to carry a heavy weapon with one hand such as Storm Bolter mounted on the wrist and heavy Nemesis Force weapons.   

[Gene-Seed of Grey Knight x1: A genetic material directly comes from the Emperor himself that allows for the creation of the Grey Knight. When used, the player will go through the change which will allow him to use psychic ability and be able to slay daemon much easier. The Armor and vehicle's skins will change to match the Grey Knight Chapter. The player will lose the direct command of the Space Marine of the previous summons since the player is no longer in the same Chapter.]

[Spark of Astronomican x1: A glass sphere that contains a small fragment of the Emperor of Mankind's psychic light. When the sphere is destroyed, it will release a powerful psychic force that purifies Chaos corruption within the area and lights a short psychic beacon to summon allies from the 40K Universe. Warning: As it is a powerful beacon, it could attract unwanted beings as well. There is a small chance to summon something else instead of allies.]

Waking up as Space Marine from Warhammer 40K is crazy enough but living in the world of Sword and Magic is beyond crazy. MC has no idea how he ends up in a fantasy world similar to D&D but one thing he is certain, he has to survive and find out who took him away from his home. 

I do not own Warhammer 40k or picture for fanfiction cover. Please enjoy this fanfiction and if you are interested in Warhammer please check youtube or google for lore.

Daemon was standing in the middle of the stage looking a bit dazed. As he regained his senses, he saw that he was on the battle stage and everyone around him; spectators, opponents, Magistrars, Academy Head and even the Prince were dozing. He looked around with a calm expression and then at himself. He touched his own hands and face as if to make sure they were his. Once affirmed, his mouth cracked into a sinister smile. 

"I hast turned the time around. I am born again. Mine soul hath reawakened. After three thousand years, I am alive again " Daemon said, laughing maniacally. 

Daemon touched his arms and shoulder again and again. His eyes were shining brightly. He has crossed the time and space and had been reborn in the real world again. He was staring at his body with unhidden and unabashed elation. But the  celebration of his rebirth was interrupted by a strained voice. He raised his eyes to look at the person who made the sound.

 It was Myleada who had been on the stage when the entire rebirth took place. She too was dozing and had just woken up. She was slightly injured in her right arm and thigh. In her daze she didn't feel the pain but as she woke up, the pain came back ten folds. She unintentionally uttered a cry. Her eyes met Daemon who too was looking at her nonplussed. 

He stopped gazing at his own body and walked towards Myleada. Myleada, for some unforseen, reason felt a chill ran down her spine. Daemon looked the same as before but his gait, his aura, his demeanor, his presence and even his expression looked different. Somehow, everything about him had completely changed. He looked like a different person with the same body. She gaped at him as he made his way to her and tilted his head saying

"Who thou? Are thou one of those whom betrayed me?"

Myleada who always carried a cold and frozen expression, now looked confused and startled.

"I don't know what you are saying?" she said blinking blankly

"Thou are a child.  Thou't be one of those" Daemon spoke as he scrutinized her face

Myleada didn't know what to say. He was speaking in an ancient language which she couldn't understand. The way he spoke, it felt like, he was from some different era when he was hardly 10-11 years old. What was going on? Was he pretending to be someone else? If that's true, then it has to be a damn good acting.

Daemon looked around. The audience were all waking up now. Everyone looked confused. Some were looking at the stage, some around themselves, some were still spacing out but all in all everyone were disoriented and muddled. No one was sure what happened and none seemed to remember what took place a little while back. Daemon narrowed his eyes and spoke to himself

"What is here? Why are so many people hither?"

As Daemon was musing, he heard a voice in his mind,

"Ancestor, this is a battle stage and these people are spectators! Right now, I won't be able to explain everything but I beg you to remain silent"

Daemon frowned and asked in a suspicious tone, "Who thou? Why art  thou bidding  me ancestor? Why should'st I trust thou?"

"Ancestor, I am your descendant. I am using our blood connection to communicate with you" the voice beseeched

"Mine issue? Battle stage? I am  'i  danger?" Daemon was still doubtful

"Ancestor, you are not in danger but you will be if anyone knows of your rebirth. Expect, your descendants, no one is aware of your soul re-awakening. I have used Flashing Memory to erase their memory for short span. No one will recall what happened so the secret of your rebirth is safe" the voice quickly explained

"I't understand the language thy speaking" Daemon said, frowning internally

"Forgive me! The language used now is different. That's why I beg you, please remain silent. Your enemies are all around" the voice pleaded.

Daemon was not surprised. Though, he was still not sure if he should trust the voice but it was right that he doesn't know who his enemies are right now. If they discover his identity, they might kill him even before he could exact his revenge. The thought of those double crossing scumbags made him shake in silent fury? 

"Ancestor please trust me. Only your soul had reborn but not your powers. Right now, the enemies are stronger. You have to be careful" the voice continued to convince.
 
Daemon looked at his body again and saw that it was not full grown. He closed his eyes and felt his Autemalum to be very weak and even his powers not completely awaken. It was obstructed. He understood his position.

" I shall trust thou this once" Daemon said and decided to remain silent.

Myleada was still looking at him but Daemon totally ignored her presence. He looked very busy in his own mind. The audience were now completely awaken and were looking at the stage in surprise

"Did the collision succeeded?" someone said with wide eyed bewilderment.

"Impossible! Corpse Aflame is a top technique but it's power is not as high as Dragon Avalanche" another said in disbelief

"How can he be unhurt after a collision like that?" someone asked with her hand on her mouth

"Is he a monster? How is this possible" 

Everyone were astounded at this twist of events. The Academy Head and Prince both looked like they were unsure of the turn of events. They wanted to question both the opponents as to what happened but right now it was not feasible. The Academy Head signalled Magistrar Qûhe to check on them which he immediately followed. He ran up to the stage and checked Myleada who had slight bruises but was fine. When he was about to check Daemon, he revealed such a force and aura, that Magistrar Qûhe took few steps back, agape. He wanted to see if he was unhurt but he looked at him with eyes that clearly said that if he touched him, he will meet his maker. Magistrar Qûhe oddly felt scared of this little boy and quickly withdrew his hand. He saw Daemon was not even wincing and looked fine. So, he assumed that Daemon was not hurt. 
Since, both of them looked like they were both exhausted and out of energy, he announced the match draw. 

The audience fell in chaos as soon as the result was announced but the Prince frowned. Everyone had the same question, what happened after the Dragon Avalanche and Daemon with his Corpse Aflame clashed? But no one remembered. All they recalled was a collision, loud deafeaning sound, blinding light and then both of them on the stage. They were in disbelief and were dissatisfied. 

The Academy Head quickly controlled the situation by announcing them both winner and also the receiver of the ultimate award of attending the highest and most prestigious Academy, "The Magnum Rexus Academy". The 5th Prince walked down and met them. He congratulated both of them and handed them two scrolls which was their admission letter. He noticed the aura around Daemon seemed different. Though, he didn't speak a word, there was some inexpressible force about him, that made the Prince feel uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he always possessed such force or did his aura changed. But it was weird nonetheless. 

The audience started filing out noisily. They were chattering loudly and wondering what went about. The Prince was escorted by the two bodyguards the Academy head appointed and the Academy Head himself out of the battle stage. Myleada looked at Daemon with slight crease on her brow but didn't say anything, she too turned and walked away.  Daemon who was the only one standing there, calmly looked at the scroll in his hand.

"Brother Daemon" came the excited voice of Jing who was accompanied by Shawn, Gao Xi and Prav

Daemon looked at them blankly. Who they?

In the skies above that of the Aether Realm howled a savage vortex, breaking the flow of the soft clouds with a gaping whirlpool of darkness.
Even in the distance, the twisting chasm appeared to take up at least a fourth of the visible sky. Jagged lightning bolts streaked through the dense haze continuously, matching the pace of the battle raging intensely beneath the phenomenon.
It has been nearly ten long days. Ten long days and nights where the soldiers' cries of war echoed from the broken, downcast forests and the ground that tremored after every massive collision of energy.
Yet there seemed to be no end to the constant slaughter of both sides as another wave of Draklings poured into the land from the hole in the sky, who were immediately greeted with a heated explosion of flames shot from below.
Far from the site of the battlefield, civilians sheltered themselves from danger, not in the King's Palace, but the Grand Residence, secluded from the outside world. It was in this desolate residence, hidden deep in the misty, navy-blue forest far behind the Palace, where they found security.
The Grand Residence was home to the noble Aldyr Family and its few descendants, raised to be the world's guardians after the First Aldyr helped the First Royal establish Evyr rule in the Aether Realm. As the most powerful beings in existence, they remained and watched quietly from the shadows as the world progressed, appearing to the public only when necessary.
It took a while for the civilians to find an elder who knew the way to the Residence, for almost every one of them had, at most, only ever heard of the Residence, let alone having ever laid eyes on the current Aldyr Head. Thus the younger ones were skeptical to find such a monstrous place void of guards upon arrival, and then surprised when the elders simply walked through the entrance without much thought.
Would they really be okay in a place that seemed so horribly unfortified? they wondered.
But the elders seemed to relax once they were standing inside within the eerily-decorated black and red halls, instantly making themselves at home.
The elders also didn't seem to find it strange that their host didn't come to greet or welcome or drive them out for entering without permission either, and when the younger generations asked, they lightly answered:
"The Aldyr is always watching, so don't worry. They know. The Roaming Forest is the safest place to be."
Eventually, the questions died down, and they all came to be grateful for the refuge they were provided, away from enemy reach.
.
.
Far from the vanished Residence in the midst of the moving forest was the King's Imperial Palace. Tall, splendid, and...
Deserted.
The shimmering structure was completely void of its servants, completely void of its guards. There wasn't a being left to man the heart of the kingdom, and the leftover civilians had found their own shelter in the underground maze.
Slowly, a silver stream of energy swirled up from the cool flooring, and a tall, shrouded figure materialized in the midst of the throne room, uninterrupted.
There, the lonesome Aldyr stared up at the seat of the king in reckoning. Sharp, crimson red eyes only of Aldyr blood peeked out from under the dark hood.
"...I should've known," the Aldyr murmured somberly. "Selfish fools... what have you done?"
What was needed to be seen was seen, and as quickly and quietly as when first appeared, the figure was gone in the blink of an eye, rematerializing in the cloudy skies outside the palace.
The wind roared, blowing against the Aldyr's layered robes as more Draklings crossed onto the lands from the gaping vortex.
Ten days gone was far too long; it was a battle that lasted much longer than usual, and it was only during the short visit back in the throne room were all suspicions confirmed.
Daemon.
There was no doubt the sole culprit who had incited this near-century long war had finally dared show himself away from home grounds, and yet, the King and the Lords had kept this all a secret from the one being who had a real chance to put an end to him.
Daemon was not someone they could defeat, not even the King, who was known for his overwhelming control of his powers. Even with the whole army, they could only hope to wipe out Daemon's army of Draklings and injure him to stall for the next confrontation.
And by then, his army would have already been restored to its fullest extent, and the kingdom's knights would have yet to recover from its dwindled numbers.
Why?
The answer was simple.
Daemon had red eyes.
He too was once, an Aldyr.
.
.
Nothing could have been worse at the battlefront.
Dead knights littered the overturned forest grounds, the hills have been cratered and coated with red. The stench of blood was thick, which blended terribly with the crackling hot air and smoke.
Black shadows darted across the skies, wrestling with screeching Draklings that aimed for land; the skies rumbled as another fiery bomb was set off midair; the clash of glinting swords clanged and clanged and clanged.
Above and below, the crazed mess remained the same. It was a massacre on both sides, and every time it seemed to be close to the end, the vortex would spit out another group of Draklings, each wave more difficult to take on than the one before.
No one noticed as a new presence approached the scene amidst the chaos, taking a knee beside two dead bodies sprawled on the uneven ground. It was the bodies of the Lord Aileta and Lord Koh that laid beside each other, blood slowing dripping down their loosely intertwined fingers.
A slender hand extended from underneath the dark robes to shut their half-closed eyes. "Together even after death," the voice sadly mused.
The figure stood and withdrew the low hood on their head, revealing the face of a stunning, red-eyed woman, known to a limited few as the current Head and the last living member of her family. Her thick, black hair fell in waves down to her upper back, complemented by a circlet settled atop her head, running across her pale forehead in thin, silver branches.
It shone as she tilted her head up, scanning her surroundings to locate all that were still fighting.
The remaining five Lords were alive, heavily injured, but alive and moving, each striving alongside a handful of their surviving knights either on land or zipping through the clouds.
The tight knot in her chest loosened just a bit when she spotted two of the five army generals, Cyraphine Desfyr and Odessa Lark, baiting a group of Draklings before a number of their worn-out forces came out of hiding to launch a surprise attack from behind.
She caught sight of a few more persevering officers struggling on their own, a tiny team of knights fending for themselves, mystical beasts that had come to aid against the invading creatures...
Where was Daemon?
Suddenly, a deafening blast rang from above, followed by an unpleasant rumble of soundwaves as something fell from the sky at the speed of a comet and painfully hit the ground. A quake rippled under everyone's feet and set nearly everyone off balance, while a silhouette emerged from the falling dust picked up by the newly formed crater.
The man staggered to his feet in his frayed robes with the help of his long, golden-hilted sword and spat out a mouthful of dark blood. With the back of his roughly scarred, exposed arm, he wiped at the new cut at the corner of his piercing gray eyes, filled with contempt.
He glared up at the sky as a thunderous voice burst out laughing in crazed joy. "Go to hell, you fucking traitor," he hissed.
He tore off his tattered shoulder cape with his free hand and flung it to the side, and it landed on the rocks with the emblem of the royal crest facing up. The prince flicked aside the sweaty strands of black hair that fell in way of his sight before brandishing his blade once again. "Come down and fight if you're really so confident."
"Confident?" the voice echoed coarsely.
A swirl of deep purple flashed on the cloud above him, and a tall, ominous figure took form, dark energy so dense and powerful that it visibly radiated from his broad shoulders like a flying, fiery cloak.
Daemon sneered down at him with mocking red eyes, twirling a lock of his silver hair around his pointer finger. "I don't need to be confident to kill you, Prince," he hummed. "Look at you. How fucking pathetic. I-"
He stopped talking and shifted his head as the tip of a sword suddenly struck from behind, only managing to slice off a patch of silver hair when he dodged. With a scowl, Daemon reached behind him, grabbed the wrist of his ambusher, and flung him to the ground next to the prince.
The king managed to brace his fall and roll back onto his feet the moment he hit the ground, a grim look on his face. "Tsk."
Daemon flashed the father and son pair a murderous stare, the dark energy surrounding his arms and legs bursting into larger flames. "What do you think you're doing?" he snarled, his expression dissatisfied. "Honestly, I feel quite bad for my dear cousin..."
He smirked. "How do you think she will feel when she finds out that you all rushed to your deaths just to fail to try to kill me? When she could've just finished this all herself if she came here and-"
"SHUT UP!" the prince shouted. His face had turned red in anger, his veins popped at his neck as he cursed for Daemon to stop talking. "I'll kill you before you can even try and touch her!"
"Oh...but I already did!" Daemon answered brightly. "We met briefly in one of our previous fights, remember? I gave her that lovely scar on her back- don't tell me she didn't tell you?"
Daemon shrugged at the prince's dumbfoundedness and sighed. "Well, that's too bad... Nothing will matter when you all...die!" he declared, a wild grin spreading across his face. He held out his arms, the wind picking up strongly and merging with the growing dark energy he let loose.
He cackled as the world spun around him. Below, all beings alike struggled to hold against the roaring wind that upheaved the ground, and he was just about to deliver his victorious blow when a sudden detonation of intense, red energy outmatched his darkness, sending him flying from his little cloud.
The present Draklings met ill fate as they were set off like a bomb once they came in contact with the expanding red perimeter, blood and flesh splattering in all directions, leaving all non-Draklings that were left, without opponents.
At first, they were shocked, frozen with their mouths hanging open as they comprehended the gruesome way in which the tall, lanky creatures died. Then, they were overjoyed, thinking it was all over... but then realization soon dawned on them.
"My Lady?" General Cyraphine was the first to move. She leaped off the boulder she was standing on and sheathed her sword, rushing towards the center of the battlefield. She turned left and right and back again, searching for her charge with golden eyes filled with distress.
A flash of black shadows whisked down to the ground, and the elderly Lord Lark and his six remaining knights materialized beside the wounded king and the bloodied prince, equally beaten and battered. "Did she really come?" Lord Lark whispered between subtle wheezes for breath. He glanced at the Evyr King, who only pursed his lips and dipped his chin ever-so-slightly to confirm. 
"What?" Prince Lorin finally regained control of his rigid body and whirled around, letting out a short, unamused chuckle as his right hand reached to clamp over the oozing gash at his side. "Don't spread false-"
His voice fell dead silent when he looked up to see a pair of bright red eyes staring back at him from a distance, and he felt his blood stop cold, his heart stop beating.
...what is she doing here?
What the hell is she doing here?
A nervous laugh escaped his lips and he quickly turned away, hoping that it was all a hallucination. But when he turned back around, she was still there, staring at him with eyes that almost seemed...disappointed. "Au- Aurora," he stammered, still refusing to believe that what he saw, was real. 
Unfortunately for him, she answered. 
"All of you," Aurora, the Aldyr Lord began quietly, "open your eyes. Look around you... Do you realize what you have done? I understand you do not wish for my death, but is this how you rule a kingdom?"
Lord Vionne let out a gasp and covered her mouth with her hands when she came to notice the bodies of the two dead Lords laying on the ground beside Aurora's feet, and it was then that the Lords were truly struck with regret. 
The silence was hopelessly loud as they all, even the king, averted their eyes, too ashamed to even answer. They do realize what they have done, and inside, they knew it was selfish of them, knew it was wrong, but the words 'I'm sorry" would never be enough to make up for all the lives lost in this meaningless battle. 
Only the prince objected. "But we all agreed, even the knights, they all volunteered to fight-"
It felt as if a knife had stabbed through his chest as he was cut off with an icy glare. He swallowed his words, feeling suffocated as he could see the distance between him and the one he had lost his heart to long ago grow further and further apart. 
Aurora glanced away, this time turning to stare at Odessa and Cyraphine, who looked to be on the verge of tears. "Is my life worth more than those that didn't have to die?" she asked. "What it means to be an Aldyr, have you all forgotten?" 
When they all didn't answer, she answered for them. "The Aldyr's responsibility is to protect. Even if the people might not even know if I exist, if my single life is enough to save them all, I will gladly give up my life for them," she said. "...It is not the other way around."
The king, the guiltiest of them all, was the first to give in and sheath his sword, for the Aldyr's words hit him the hardest as the ruler of the kingdom. 
"I understand," he conceded bitterly. He lowered his eyes in remorse. "We should've listened to you from the beginning. Please, do what you must."
Everyone else unwillingly did the same, putting away their swords and stepping aside, leaving Cyraphine and Prince Lorin watched with disbelief as Aurora started towards the direction Daemon had fallen. 
"W- wait," the Lorin started panicking. His heart pounded loudly in his chest, and all he heard in his head was the repeated thumps. "Wait, you can't do this-"
A loud rumble interrupted him before he could continue, and Daemon was back, grinning devilishly from ear to ear despite the wounds he received from the attack that caught him off guard. "Cousin," he jeered. "We meet again. Has your scar healed?"
Aurora didn't answer him and instead, launched herself in the air to level her gaze with his, gone before anyone could protest. 
Daemon's skills weren't enough to kill her, and she wasn't powerful enough to take him down either. The only way to end this all was if they both died, putting an end to the Aldyr lineage for good. 
She knew this long ago. 
Two pairs of red eyes stared back at each other for a brief moment of silence as chaos broke out below them. 
"NO!" "AURORA!" "Grab the prince!" "General!" Cyraphine's high-pitched shrieking blended with Lorin's painful and desperate cries as they were forced to stay put on the ground. General Odessa and the knights seized Cyraphine's flailing limbs and started to drag her away; the Lords reluctantly locked the royal inside a summoned barrier, silencing his ear-piercing screams. 
Daemon sucked in a sharp breath through his bared teeth and ran his hand frustratingly through his silver locks, annoyed that Aurora stayed unfazed from the drama playing out beneath them. "So, you're not going to say anything to me?" 
She cocked her head to the side. "What is there to say?" 
He smirked and released a burst of dark fire burning up his arms. "Say...how about some last words?"
Aurora matched his cocky smile, her red eyes set ablaze. "Fuck you."
A deafening roar ripped through the skies, distorting the vortex and setting the dark sky alight in a blinding flash of blood red.

I already posted it in P4TRE0N, BUT I'm visiting my grandma, so that is the reason that there are no chapters in the last few days. Next chapter is coming two days later...

Also, happy new year :p

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After General Anson tortured and killed General Liko, he looked at me with a complicated expression.
"… Prince, were his words true?"
"Of course they are. Why? You don't believe it?"
The General did not reply, but the complicated expression on his face showed his thoughts.
Well, he had just heard a general of the empire saying that the ones behind this plan were one of the three strongest nobles of the empire plus the emperor himself.
"But… He is your father… Why is he so vicious?"
I raised an eyebrow with an amused expression.
"What is so strange about that? I want to kill him just the same. After all, he is one of the responsible for my mother's death."
General Anson put on a complicated expression before heaving a long sigh.
But in the end, he said nothing more about the topic.
"What are your plans after this, Prince?"
I thought for a moment before looking in the direction of Fort Mist.
"There are still a few things I need to take care of in Fort Mist. After that, I plan to return to the capital for the celebration of the emperor's birthday. General, are you going to return with me?"
General Liko hesitated briefly before shaking his head.
"I'm sorry, Prince, but defending Fort Mist is my mission in life. Even if I promised to support you, I don't plan to leave the fort."
I nodded in understanding. In fact, I already expected this.
Due to that, I did not insist.
Instead, I looked at General Anson before sighing.
"You should be careful. Turbulent times are approaching the world, and you should be prepared."
General Anson fell silent for a brief moment, before looking at me and nodding.
"Understood, Prince."
"Mm. We should return then."
 
…
 
Two days later, I was lying on the bed of Princess E'Athar's bed as she lay beside me while panting heavily.
After the Princess's breathing returned to normal, she put a hand on my chest and smiled sweetly.
Soon, though, her smile turned complicated.
"… Claus, I received a notice from the capital."
"Already?"
"Yes…" Princess E'Athar nodded with a bitter smile. "They asked me to return to the capital as soon as possible. I plan to depart tonight."
I looked at Princess E'Athar and sighed.
"In other words, we will not see each other for a while, huh."
The princess nodded, her expression slightly sad.
Seeing her like that, I smiled softly and kissed her lips.
"Don't worry about that. It's not as though we are not going to meet again. I only hope you don't forget about me."
Princess E'Athar rolled her eyes. But she then sighed and put her head on my shoulder.
"… I'll miss you."
"Me too." I chuckled. "Right, you should be careful when you return. Don't show any sign that you are aiming for the throne, and just behave normally. Also, try to investigate about the abnormalities in the Daemon Empire, but be careful and don't let anyone discover you."
The princess nodded in understanding. 
After she heard from me about the Immortals, she had understood the gravity of the situation.
"… Don't worry, I'll be careful. But… You should be careful as well."
"Don't worry, I will."
Seeing my calm smile, the princess frowned and looked straight into my eyes.
"Claus, I'm serious. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure the daemons are planning something in the Arcadian Empire. The attack on Fort Mist is just a part of it, not everything."
I fell silent before nodding.
"Okay, I'll be careful."
Princess E'Athar sighed in relief when she saw I was taking her advice seriously and brought her face towards mine, kissing my lips softly.
"… Claus, I don't know if your words about marrying me are true, but right now, I truly hope so."
I smiled gently and caressed her white hair.
"… Don't worry, I always keep my promises."
The princess blushed and smiled in embarrassment. Then, she kissed my lips again.
A few minutes after that, the bed was shaking violently again.
 
…
 
Later that day, I was watching Princess E'Athar leave for the Daemon Empire's capital.
With a complicated expression, I sighed.
"It looks like it's time to return to the capital, huh," I muttered to myself.
To be honest, I miss Dina, Daisy, Raven, Louise, and the others in the capital.
Moreover, I have been anxious to see them again since the technique to share my Immortality was successful. I want to share my happiness with them.
I guess that even an old Immortal like me can be eager sometimes.
But now that I'm leaving- 
"… I failed to find anything, huh."
Princess E'Athar was not the only reason I have not returned to the capital yet.
Actually, there is another reason more important reason.
The reason why I came to Fort Mist in the first place.
To find information about the Immortal.
Unfortunately, I failed to find anything no matter how much I searched.
I even visited the daemon empire several times, using my consciousness to envelop the entire empire and examine it carefully in case I missed something. But even so, I did not notice anything that could tell me the Immortal's goal.
I know that he is responsible for the war between Daemons and Humans, and I also know that whatever he wants to achieve is related to summoning his main body to this world, but I don't know what method he is using.
No matter how much I search, I can't find a summoning circle and I can't understand what is the purpose of this war.
Am I missing something?
"Damn it, so troublesome." I sighed again and shook my head.
I guess there is nothing I can do for the moment.
I can only prepare as much as possible.
With these thoughts in my mind, I decided to return to the capital.
Back where Dina, Lena, Daisy, and the others are.
 
…
 
At the same time, in a completely different part of the world, a young man was standing in front of an old man with a smile on his face.
"You want power?" He asked with a bewitching voice that seemed to reach the heart of the old man.
Dazed, the old man could only nod.
"… I do."
"Is it so? Then, take my power." The young man said with a playful grin. "Go and spread chaos in the world. Tell the world about my coming.
 
 
"About the coming of [End]"

As a wandering soul trapped in endless cycles of reincarnations, Claus must decide what to do in his current life.
Tired of being a hero, demon king, savior, or emperor, he decides this time to live a life of debauchery.

This is an R-18 novel, and will contain every kind of fantasy (But not netorare, maybe netori)... You have been warned.

I walked to the edge of the village with Shizue and Gazef in toe. We looked over the ring of enemies who surrounded us from a distance. The magic casters from the Slane Theocracy very clearly noticed us but didn't break formation, as we were still quite far away.
"Sir Gazef. It seems they are using summoned angels as their main fighting unit. Do any of your soldiers possess weapons made of Mythril or know [Magic Haki]?" I aks.
I am genuinely curious about the changes to the timeline since Gazef is stronger than he would normally be when compared to existances like Shalltear or other formerly Level 100 Yggdrasil NPCs. Level 100 is roughly at the peak of Special A or low S ranking in this world, so Gazef, who is just barely below A- is way too close in strength when compared to his canonical self.
"Unfortunately, most humans can't learn [Magic Haki] as majin can, nor does this kingdom have the resources to spare for Mythril weapons to be common." He says, shaking his head with frustration.
"I see, well then, I'll just have to summon something to help us out." I say as we return to the village Wearhouse.
"What are you summoning, Momon?" Shizue asks curiously.
"Well Spirits are strong against Daemons, Angels are strong against Spirits, and Daemons are strong against Angels, summoning a high-level daemon is for the best," I say as we walk inside.
Gaef tenses to us for a brief moment before sighing to himself. Daemons are poplar summons due to how powerful they are, but they usually need some kind of compensation for their services, so he is wary of what the daemon will want in exchange. It would be best if he summoned a few dozen lesser daemons who will only ask for Maicules, but if he summons a high daemon or even an Arch Daemon, then he may ask for something they aren't willing to give up.
I smile as I begin the summoning. A certain red-pupiled, golden-eyed daemon has been peaking at me lately, so I figure it's time to summon him. I activate the summoning, supplying the circle with 25 times the normal magicules to exclude lesser and high daemons, only allowing for the summoning of Arch Daemons.
I sacrifice the dozens of fake knights I have in my stomach to it along with a body created by [Azura Mazda] for the Daemon to inhabit, just in case the primordial I am looking for doesn't show up. A violet glow illuminates the room and a spiral of black mist emerges from the center. After a second, the mist is pushed away by a burst of magicules, and the primordial of black stands before me, wings outstretched. He immediately chuckling to himself.
"Kehehehehe. What a splendid body you have given me to occupy, plus the bodies you've offered are of are superior quality! For my first job, it seems I have to give it my all!"
Shizue immediately draws her blade and Gazef rests his hand on the grip of his.
"Momon! I've encountered this daemon before! Be very careful!" She says as she takes a stance.
"Ah yes. Shizue was it? It's an honor meeting you again after so long. The last time was the Kingdom of Filtwood if I'm not mistaken..." The daemon says as he pretends to be thinking or recalling something.
"Filtwood!?! The kingdom that Shizue-dono saved by killing the Arch Daemon disguised as the king!?!" Gazef asks in disbelief.
"Yeah... this one was there too" Shizue says.
"Well, let us end the reunion here why don't we. It seems my summoner has sensed it too..." the daemon says as he looks at my watching the Theocraciy's forces from the window slowly begin marching inwards, tightening their circle.
"In a few minutes, they will be here. Daemon. Your job is to eliminate them all. If you wish to continue your servitude after that, then report to my superior, the Demon Lord Rimuru Tempest!"
"Your superior huh...?" Diablo says before smirking and vanishing. He obviously would have caught onto my meaning of trying to be stealthy.
"I should go too. I have to have some words with Nigun Grid Luin!" Shizue said ash she placed her mask over her face and ran out the door straight to the Theocracy's leader.

Gazef and I walk outside and I create a magic barrier over the village, visibly this time, so that everyone will know that I did it. I look at Gazef and toss him a pendant. It's similar to the one Ainz had, though the difference is that it won't swap places, but instead, teleport Gazef to me if he's about to fall.
"Take this. I must stay here to maintain the barrier." I say to which he nods and mounts his horse.
Gazef and his company charge out of the barrier towards the other lines as the villagers all gather around me.
"Lord Momon? Why is the Head Warrior leaving us?" One of the women asks.
"It seems all this was simply a ploy to draw out the Head Warrior. If not, they would never have come to this village." I as, further fueling the flames of discord even more.
The villagers began openly cursing the kingdom even more. I decided that I could start the Re-Estize Revolt sooner than I expected, then turned back to watch the battles unfold. Future Diablo was effortlessly wiping out the Sunlight Scriptures summons and summoners in moments. I noticed that he would always stop to claim their souls before moving onto the next one.
Shizue is already fighting the Dominion Authority that Nigun summoned and she destroys it in one move with [Demon Fire], a type of fire she got from her Ultimate Skill [Vulcan]. She then slowly walks towards Nigun as he turns to flee for his life. Sadly, he is running directly towards Gazef's charging soldiers.
I make sure to save his soul with [Samsara] and allow his physical body to be trampled to death by the calvary unit. I was slightly disappointed, since I wanted to fight some of them, but they all gave up on their mission as soon as they started losing. There were more than enough of them to have attacked my barrier and I could have tried fighting them with my restraints, but they are apparently all cowards.
No wonder they are the weakest Scripture. I glance at the Thousand League Astrologer's observation spell and give her a wink before signing openly. I won't counter-attack like Ainz did, but instead, I'll troll the girl who is probably panicking right now that she was detected.
I disable the barrier only a few minutes after the fighting finished, 'just in case' for the villagers to feel safe before leaving them as they yell their thanks from behind me. I summon Hamsuke when we are out of sight from the village.
I could have given Enri the Horn of the Goblin General before I left, but the goblins that would have spawned wouldn't be eligible for naming or evolution and since everyone from the village survived, they won't need the extra labor or protection. 
I ride Hamsuke up to Gazef who simply sighs to himself at the sight of me riding a Disaster-Class being as a mount. He has probably received so many shocks about me that he is all tuckered out. At some point, Shizue appears and begins cuddling the hamster.
"Momon-dono! We are victorious, easily thanks to you, and with minimal casualties!" He says smiling happily to himself.
Indeed, only two people were hurt in his platoon, and some potions Gazef personally carried were enough to heal them back up.
"What do you plan to do now, Sir Stronoff?" I ask.
"If you could, I'd escort you to the capital city! I'm sure the King would love to meet with you." He says.
"It's getting late though, so I assume you want to spend the night in the village?" Shizue asks.
"No. I couldn't possibly bring them more trouble. We should ride to E-Rantel. It's only two hours from here on horseback and the accommodations would be much better." He says.
I nod and we begin to depart. Future Diablo watches from the edge of the clearing as we leave before chuckling to himself and teleporting to Altair. The chaos of someone teleporting past the barriers and directly into the throne room of the Palace is a story for another time.
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...
After a few hours of travel, we made it to the city of E-Rantel. We are treated to a luxurious feast and numerous other entertainments, such as dancing with the maids and revelling with the soldiers when they began singing a traditional Re-Estize song about 'brothers in arms'. It was fun, and I only had to be saved from the various lesser noble ladies trying to seduce me by Shizue three times.
The next day, as we were leaving, I saw a very regal carriage approaching the walls. Inside, I sensed Solution Epsilon and Sebas Tian. Shalltear was also hiding in the shadows and I noticed her staring at me from the two blood-red orbs floating underneath. I nodded in their direction and they nodded in acknowledgement and continued with their mission. I had to stomp on the ground to give a warning to Shalltear, who abandoned her previous post of the carriage's secret guard and swapped to my shadow. She probably wanted to appear when I was alone, but there wouldn't be a time like that for a while.
After she left with a 'tsk', we also exited the gates. It would take us four days on horseback to get there, but after two hours, I stopped everyone and cast {Fly} on them and their horses so we could get there in a day.
The next morning, we floated down into the barracks district in Re-Estize City. Most of the troop thanked me, since they would get the extra three days they saved from traveling off work, and Gazef, Shizue, and I moved to what could only be described as a royal waiting room.
Since the King hadn't expected us back so soon, he was obviously very busy. In the meantime, I was accompanied by Princess Renner and Climb, who were trying to entertain us with small talk.
"My! So you two helped Sir Stronoff fight off those nasty Theocracy assassins! That must have been scary!" She said, faking concern for her fellow human.
"Not really, princess. It was an easy matter. We are happy to help!" Shizue said.
"If Lady Shizue says so, then it must be true! I have seen how strong you are before when I was young!" Climb said with a slight blush that didn't go unnoticed by Renner, who pretended to become grumpy.
"Hmph! Climb! Your praising Lady Shizue too much." She said as she turned her head away with a bloated cheek.
'She's good, I'll give her that...' I thought to myself as I watched Shizue and Climb panic and fumble around for their words while I quietly sipped tea.
I noticed the several maids were listening in from the other side of the door and some were using the {Messege} spell to communicate with their masters. For literally every maid to be a traitor, it really highlighted the overall failure of the royal family to secure their positions over the royalty.
Not only that, but I sensed a number of slaves working in the catacombs beneath the palace. Some were 'servicing' the guards and the First Prince was even 'enjoying' himself with three of them.
Considering that Slavery was illegal in the kingdom now, and the royal family's heir to the throne was continuing to practice it behind closed doors, I knew that the 'rot' of this kingdom had spread too far for it to be saved. I'd have to rip up the entire system by the roots and fully 'purge' the nobility here when I took over.
After about an hour, the King, second Prince, and Gazef arrived.
"Ah! Lord Momon, Lady Shizue Izawa. Pardon the wait. I was not expecting persons of your status to arrive." He said with a gracious look.
'Well, the old man is kind, but his kindness is part of the reason his kingdom is failing. He isn't ruthless enough to take the fight to the nobles who break the law, leading to more nobles doing it, since they won't be punished. Now, it has gone so far and so many are corrupt that if he makes the wrong move, or tries to enforce the laws the nobles themselves agreed to, he will spark a civil war,' I thought to myself while shaking his hand.
"No no! Thank you for seeing me! I came with no warning or notice after all!" I say.
"It is good to see you again, Your Majesty," Shizue says with a genuine smile.
We all sit together and discuss the attack and how to retaliate against the Theocracy. I inform him that I'll be staying in Re-Estize for a few weeks to convey how 'Lord Rimuru' should deal with the kingdom and whether or not it's worth allying with.
I can tell that the king is skeptical and he may try to 'convince' me to be more favorable since he was offering me to stay in the palace, but we declined. Shizue was 'hired' to be my guard, at least according to their assumption, so I said we would start out as adventurers in the guild back in E-Rantel. This would allow us to travel the kingdom and see 'how things really are' after all.
After the discussions, Climb asked Shizue for a practice match to try and increase his ability. Gazef and King Ramposa the Third both left when a maid interrupted and announced that the first prince, Barbro, had started trouble. The second Prince also left when Marquis Raeven came to discuss various things, such as the state of the royal and noble factions, and the news that would come from both Shizue and I 'officially unofficially' inspecting the kingdom.
As for the commotion the first Prince caused, well of course I knew that he just killed a high-ranking soldier who witnessed him sleeping with a slave. Normally, that wouldn't be such a big deal, but the slave was that soldier's kidnapped sister, so the soldier made a scene but was cut down in front of various other corrupt nobles and innocent soldiers who had gathered.
The guy is a genuine ass.
The King likely had to cover it up quickly before the 'Demon Lord's Evoy' learned of his failure as a father and ruler and began judging them as hopeless. Of course, my [Universal Detect] works in a very wide range around me and goes through all walls and wards, so I knew before even the King.
While Climb and Shizue were battling it out in the practice field, I stood next to the princess. She was beautiful by human standards, but monsters tend to be prettier when they get above B Rank, so she isn't up to my usual standards. Regardless, her political acumen and skill are useful, so I'll let her ride Climb like a train during rush hour if she'll work as the provincial governor of the region when I take it over.
'*I know your true nature. The fake smiles and practiced laughs. I know about your obsession and I am willing to help, so long as you are willing to listen*' I say with [Though Communication EX]. To her credit, she doesn't show any surprise other than widening her eyes for a brief moment.
'What do you want?' She thinks to herself, clearly knowing how my Skill works.
'*Simple. Although I won't show it, I've already made up my mind about the kingdom. Its doomed. We will invade in less than a year.*'
'You seem confident in your lord's ability. You'd have to get through Estonia, the Southern City States, and the Empire to even get here from Jura'
I have my ways. Also, I don't work for Rimuru Tempest, I am him*' I say. She widens her eyes again for a moment before continuing with her charade.
'I assume you are telling me this to get me to trust you? You know my secret and now I know yours. We have equal amounts of leverage against each other, though I guess you could always wipe me out if I refuse.'
'*Not really my style. I know you don't care about anyone else other than your precious Climb and that everything you do is simply an act to win his heart, however, your acting has made you extremely popular with the people in this region, thus making you useful.*'
'What do you want from me?'
'*During the next annual war, I, as the Demon Lord Rimuru Tempest, will devastate the kingdom. When I take over, you will become the governor.*'
'I see. This will serve a double purpose. It will show to the world that you accept women in official positions and allow women to climb the ranks and give you access to a higher and more skilled labor pool. It will also allow you to control the region using me as your puppet. Noone would rebel against me if I am installed as governor due to my popularity. Plus...' Renner looked at Climb and clenched her fists while holding the sides of her dress. 'Climb wouldn't even have time to run if I rebelled'
I simply smiled as we watched the C-ranked Climb desperately trying to fend off Shizue's casual strikes. He was giving it his all and had already received multiple 'love taps' while Shizue hadn't even removed her sword from her scabbard. Climb's instruction was the perfect show of force Renner needed to be loyal to me without being crested.
'I'll do it' Renner said.
Little did she know it, but this conversation, never even heard by another soul, would become the greatest decision she has ever made. Allowing her to be with her beloved in the very near future.

When I died, I was given the chance of a lifetime! I get to reincarnate into any world I want with wishes. The only problem is, I don't know what world to go to!
So many choices, so little time!
"What's that? I can mix worlds!?"
*Rubs hands together evilly*
"Excellent!"

Demon's infiltration part 5
/*unedited*/
The two princes from the Xi Empire and the two princes from the Wu kingdom enter the large laboratory room while having a good discussion. Suddenly the four royalties stopped from their steps as they noticed the people around them.
And in the middle of the crowd stood tow people hugging each other. When the two princes from the Xi Empire saw Qian Li hugging a man who looks familiar, they showed a confused look on their face.
While the two princes from the Wu Kingdom showed disbelief in their eyes.
Mingsha Wu is currently talking with Li Yan Xi the 2nd prince and Jiao Long Xi the crown prince about his growing business. He was introducing to them his friend who helped him a lot. The two princes are now familiar with the name Shin Jiao because of Mingsha Wu.
However, the name seems familiar yet the two could not recall it.
As they were not in contact with the Shin Jiao from Shin County, the two could not truly recall everything about him.
But now, in front of their eyes is someone they cannot forget. This is because; the Shin County is calling him their master. He is the reason why a lot of wonderful things are happening in the whole empire.
And so with a smile on their faces, they approached the two figures.
"Brother, Shin you're already here!"
"Master Jiao, you're here!"
The two greetings were voiced out at the same time making everyone showed a confused look.
When Qian Li saw what's happening, she showed a sheepish look on her face while wiping her tears.
Then she stepped forward and respectfully bowed.
"Everyone, I Qian Li would like to introduce his to you all. This is my real master, Shin Jiao. He is the one who saved us from the dungeon inside the Daemon forest, and also the man who saves the town of Dis from the beast horde. He is also the real master of Shin County." Qian Li said proudly.
When everyone heard this, they showed a dumbfounded look on their faces. However, the people in the room are all intelligent, and with a simple analysis, they already understood what is going on.
From the technology that was introduced in the city of Wu and how the people from Shin County would talk about how everything is almost the same, they now know who Shin Jiao really is.
Even the four princes arrive with the same conclusion.
Suddenly, the 2nd prince of Xi, Li Yan Xi walks towards Shin Jiao.
"So, it was you," he said with a serious expression in his face.
Li Yan Xi has already met his fiancée, Cherry Lao. And from the first time he had seen her, she has already captured his heart.
Cherry Lao is a headstrong woman and a powerful figure of the Lotus sect. She has gained her strength through her own ability and with the help of Shin Jiao, and Li Yan Xi is aware of this. He knows that ever since he met her, there is already someone in her heart. However, she truly made an impression in his heart so he swore to confront the man in her heart and put forward his claim.
Back in the Xi city when he saw Shin Jiao he wanted to make his move but noticed that the man seems off. He is not as heroic and firm as what Cherry Lao describes him to be. And when he learned about the amnesia, he showed relief. But Cherry Lao would always throw glances at him and show angry looks whenever she would see that man walking with the leader of the Shin County, Qin Lou. This made him feel uneasy and angry at the same time.
To clear his mind, he went back to the North and decided to enter and prepare for the upcoming war. This way he can clear his mind.
But then he didn't think that he can see that man again and yet discover something that he didn't expect. There are actually two of them in this world.
Now as someone who fell in love with a woman for the first time in his life. How can he tolerate this?
So, Li Yan Xi decided to confront the real person who captured the heart of the woman he loves.
When Shin Jiao saw Li Yan Xi, he showed a confused look on his face.
He didn't know the reason why the man in front of him exudes an angry aura. Although he is not showing a killing intent, yet the young man's eyes are telling him that he wanted to beat up Shin Jiao.
"Brother Shin, this is prince Li Yan Xi the 2nd prince of Xi." Mingsha Wu introduced upon noticing the sparks happening between the two men.
When Shin Jiao heard who the person is, he immediately recalled about Cherry Lao and her supposed fiancé. He has already heard about it, while he was staying in the town of Dis. But upon hearing and meeting the man now made him feel a bit comfortable.
Although he and Cherry Lao is already history, as someone he once loved, Shin Jiao would sometimes think about her. But, he didn't want to be embroiled in this mess right now.
He already saw Qian Li, his right-hand woman in the underground base, so he is already happy.
"This commoner greets the 2nd prince of Xi." Shin Jiao just humbly greeted with a bow.
Hearing, Shin Jiao greeting him politely, Li Yan Xi didn't push through his plan. He still has many opportunities to face the guy, so he would just let it go just this time. He didn't want to worry, but his heart is troubled because he is not sure what would happen if this man approached Cherry Lao? That is something that he cannot accept. If it needs to be, he would eliminate the young man in front of him.
Suddenly, when this thought enters his mind. A strong dark and holy Qi chaotically embroiled within his body. This made his face flush red.
When Shin Jiao noticed this, his eyes immediately turned serious. He then used his absolute sense to see what's happening inside the young prince's body.
When his absolute sense enters Li Yan Xi's body, he was stunned at what he is seeing.
Two gigantic figures of dragons are currently entangled together held by a yin and yang trigram array symbol.
"These are godly figures! Why are they inside the body of the 2nd prince?... Golden Dragon, Black Dragon, and the symbol of God's blessing." Shin Jiao though in amazement.
While reading about this world in the library of the academy, he stumbled upon a myth and a legend, called God's blessing.
A thousand years ago, this continent was ruled by two powerful creatures. The holy Golden Dragon of the south, and the dark and vicious Black Dragon of the North.
These two powerful beings ruled this continent in anarchy and chaos. Almost all of the creatures in the land are either destroyed or eaten by these two great creatures. But one day, a Deity came down into this plane and subdued the two powerful creatures. However, that Deity found out that the two creatures are actually not some random creation of this world. They are the same as he is, the two are also Deities.
The three fought for many years and not one of them won. Seeing that the devastation is getting out of hand, the Deity decided to sacrifice his fleshly body to trap the two.
Forming the Yin and Yang array and his eternal body as the power core, the Deity was able to suppress and trap the two powerful beings. He set his fleshly body in the center of the continent and cast a huge array to protect that place.
In the current era, that place is called the Daemon Forest.
With this, the Deity's immortal soul went back to the upper plane and recuperates to regain a new body. No one knew what happened to the two powerful beings, but there was a prophecy that says one day, those two dragons would come back and lay waste to everything, claiming back the continent as their own once again.
When Shin Jiao saw the two creatures in front of him, he could not help but show a serious expression.
Suddenly, the two dragons moved and turned their heads towards him.
"Who are you?" the two asked in a deep voice.
Shin Jiao didn't reply and continue observing.
"How can a mere mortal see us?"
"You old fool, do you think he can see us? We are higher beings."
"Stupid old man, it was hard for us to escape into this body. We must not fall under the hands of that Shadow Void being."
"Hey, I'm the one suppressing our aura. If that creature captures our souls, then it would be too late for this world."
Upon hearing the two discuss, Shin Jiao's expression changed.
With his knowledge along with what he has heard, he knows how important the figure of this 2nd prince is on this continent. He is not sure if those two dragons are correct, but if they are… then. When the secret of the 2nd Prince's body is exposed to the world, many would fight over him and would use everything they can just to get those two souls inside his body.
It would start a great war in which the world would be plunged into chaos. And that is what Shin Jiao didn't want to happen.
When Qian Li sensed that there is something wrong with Shin Jiao's expression she immediately worries.
"Master…"
"I'm fine." Shin Jiao lifted his hand to stop her.
"What happened? It seems that he discovered something." The 2nd Prince could not help but be suspicious.
He clearly noticed the changes in Shin Jiao's expression when his mood suddenly changed.
But before the atmosphere would become awkward the crown prince of Xi, Jiao Long Xi stepped forward.
"Young Jiao, it's an honor to meet you finally." He said with a regal smile fit for the future emperor of the empire.
Upon seeing his expression, Shin Jiao bowed and cupped his hands to greet him politely.
But at the side of his eyes, Shin Jiao could not help but show a worried look on his face towards the 2nd prince of Xi. Although he didn't like the person, yet if it would really cause total destruction throughout the empire and even the whole continent, then he has no choice but to protect the man or kill him.
However, killing him is not an option because he didn't what would happen next. Everything is truly dangerous and unpredictable.
Plus there is a new enemy which the two creatures called, the Shadow Void being.
He didn't know who it is or what it is, but he is sure that this thing's target would be the one who carries the souls of the two dragons.


He was sent to a world where different races and beings wage different types of wars and fight for supremacy. 

With a body of a mere mortal, he learned the way of the immortal craft and a different cultivation technique. Making him able to roam the land searching for a place where he could belong. 

How can he survive in this dog-eat-dog world he knows not. But combining the ingenious designs of the modern world and immortal energy, otherworldly devastation awaits those who face, the geared immortal.

***Thanks to those who liked the novel. Your rate and comments are of great help.

Even though Derik had his throat cut open, his eyes were still calm and he didn't look desperate or terrified. His hands were covered in his black blood and his undead slaves quickly returned to his side, surrounding him like bodyguards.
"You should have taken out the head entirely" Donald said with a frown on his face. Most of his injuries had already been healed, all thanks to Cyrus' life magic.
"I wish I could but that black scythe of his has a mind of its own… if I reacted a second later I probably would have lost my life" Daemon stuck out her tongue as she spoke.
"It's alright, we will surely get another chance" Cyrus said with a calm smile on his face
The fury in Derik's expression could not be hidden at all, not only did they try to deal a death blow on him, but they laughed about it and claimed they will get another chance. His visage turned cold and his murderous aura poured out like a raging tidal wave, forcing Daemon to retreat a bit further.
"I can assure you, there won't be a next time…" Derik hissed.
He waved his hand and the death scythe flew into his hand. Wielding his divine weapon, his already terrifying aura rose even more.
The smile on Cyrus' face darkened as he noticed tiny black spheres emerging from the thousands of people below and flying towards Derik's body.
This was Derik's ability to draw power from negative emotion!
To think he would try to use it at a time like this!
Who would have thought their little joke would enrage the prince of darkness?
Even though Cyrus possessed the 'Child of life' ability which lets him draw life energy from people's life force, there is a limited amount he can take, or else his target will die off. But Derik's case was different, he could draw power from the negative emotions of all those present with no limit, at a time like this where tens of thousands of warriors and mages battled each other to the death filled with malicious intentions, at a time where chaos prevailed and even those hiding in their homes, who were not involved in the conflict felt great fear and pain in their hearts, Derik's power was terrifying!
This is the best condition for Derik to fight and the worst condition to battle Derik!
Gyro was a relatively small kingdom that lacked quality and quantity! The only reason it has been able to stand for centuries is simply due to the presence of the spatial magician, Kalos! Who has been the most powerful figure in Gyro for over more than a century.
As the news of the battle at the capital spread to the other parts of the kingdom, fear gripped the heart of everyone in the kingdom and because of this their negative emotions flowed like a cluster of dark clouds towards the man battling the royal guards of the kingdom at the capital.
He is drawing power from all the negative emotions in the heart of the citizens of Gyro!
Under the effects of his ability, Derik's power level rose and soon reached the low grade of the gold realm. His body was filled with so many dark symbols, which kept moving around his body restlessly. When his lips yanked open a cluster of dark clouds flew out of it and instantly blocked the sun.
" You will never get that chance again, you are still as sloppy as always…" Derik said with his hands folded around his chest as he slowly and casually approached the barrier with a vicious smile on his face.
"Come at me!" Derik threw his hands open as if he was running into the embrace of a very close friend!
Roar!
Donald roared like a terrifying beast and dashed forward, turning into a dazzling beam of silver light! His broadsword trembled greatly as he quickly covered the small gap between them in just a second.
"Silver level combat technique: Lightning strike!" Donald roared and his eyes turned blue!
His body released terrifying streaks of blue lightning, which surrounded the silver blade, making it release terrifying aura that made people feel like this attack could split the heavens. Even though Donald was at the low grade of the silver realm, his attack had enough power to severely damage mid-grade silver realm warriors and mages if they are caught off guard! This is an outstanding achievement for people who do not possess guardian spirits, this showed how talented the guardian knight is!
Bam!
A massive shockwave occurred which caused everyone's jaws to drop. They were not shocked by the massive shock wave caused by the attack, instead, they were shocked by the fact that Derik used his hands to catch the blade.
His hands were pitch black, surrounded by a cloud of darkish purple aura. His blazing fiery eyes flashed and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
His death aura spread forth from his hands and before Donald could react, Derik crushed his silver level magic sword with just brute strength.
"Too late!" Derik said indifferently when he saw Donald trying to retreat. With a single swing of the death scythe, a massive gash appeared across Donald's chest and he spat out a mouthful of blood before falling off the sky like a log of wood.
"Too Fast!" everyone gasped
All this happened in just three seconds at most. So fast that Cyrus and Gin were not able to cast their defensive spells to help lessen the damage Donald sustained.
"Donald!" Daemon screamed in fright, dashing down like a comet in a bid to catch up to her boyfriend.
Seeing the fright in the girl's eyes, Derik could tell that these two were in a relationship and his vicious smile widened even more.
"Where do you think you're going? Snatch!" Derik laughed and a streak of dark energy flew out of his hands and took the shape of a dark claw, grabbing on to Daemon before she could react.
"Such control!" Cyrus gasped.
As one rises to a higher realm, their control over their element and abilities rises as well. While they were still recruits, yet to undergo refinement, mages always needed to use incantations and scream the name of the spell as well just to activate it. At the bronze realm, mages could ignore the incantations of most spells but as a result, the spell's overall destructive capabilities are greatly reduced. At the silver realm, as long as the user's proficiency in casting a particular spell is high enough, they can totally ignore the incantations without fear of any adverse effects.
This is the first time Cyrus viewing an enemy who possessed the power level of the low level of the gold realm act. To his greatest surprise, Derik did not cast a spell, instead, he just released his energy and controlled it skilfully, making him capable of acting against his opponents with just a thought!
"Light protection!" Cyrus roared and a streak of golden energy left his body and surrounded Daemon and Donald thereby making it difficult for Derik's devilish aura to harm Daemon while the golden energy around the free-falling Donald just reduced the damage he will sustain from the fall.
"Cute…" Derik muttered and he punched out.
Another streak of death aura shot out and took the form of a fist, shattering the golden barrier while sending her flying hundreds of meters away while leaving behind trails of red blood which she spat out as she flew away uncontrollably.
'Hahahahahahaahahaha!" Derik laughed out loud as he ascended further into the sky, looking down on the other members of team guardians. His cold gaze was fixed on the only person who can challenge him directly here and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.
"I will say it again… come at me with all you've got!" Derik declared!


Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin.

Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own....

DEATH!

(PoV Ser Lyn corbray )

Lyn corbray the knight of the main gate . haha ... A fine title indeed , though not as significant as knight of the Boody Gate . But it's will do just fine . 
 
 
My name will be spread throughout the seven kingdoms . All I have do is hold the gate and and the city and buy at least two weeks of time and crown will be here with reinforcement . 
 
 
My family have achieved many things throughout our history . 
 
 
House Corbray of Heart's Home is a noble house from Heart's Home in the Vale of Arryn. It is an old but poor house. The ancestral Valyrian steel longsword of the Corbrays is Lady Forlorn.

We blazon our arms with three black ravens in flight holding three red hearts, on white. 

We Corbrays were an Andal house during the coming of the Andals to Westeros. Corwyn Corbray conquered the Fingers by defeating Houses Brightstone and Shell, claiming for himself the title of Lord of the Five Fingers. When the First Men began to unite against the Andals, King Robar II Royce slew Qyle Corbray, King of the Fingers. The Corbrays claim that Ser Jaime Corbray killed Robar in the Battle of the Seven Stars.[3]

During the reign of King Aegon I Targaryen, his sister-wife, Queen Rhaenys Targaryen, arranged a betrothal between a Corbray and one of the triplet daughters born to the Evenstar of Tarth.Ser Gawen Corbray was chosen by Aegon's other queen, Visenya Targaryen, as master-at-arms for her son, Prince Maegor, on Dragonstone. On account of his reputation as being one of the deadliest knights in the Seven Kingdoms in his day.

Lord Qarl Corbray declared for Prince Aegon the Uncrowned in a conflict against his uncle, King Maegor I Targaryen. During the campaign, Aegon found himself surrounded by three armies loyal to Maegor. Lord Corbray advised Aegon to attack his foes separately before they could join their forces, but Aegon refused and continued his march towards King's Landing. Ultimately, the armies faced each other near the Gods Eye. When Aegon and his dragon, Quicksilver, were killed by Maegor atop Balerion, the Battle Beneath the Gods Eye was lost for Aegon's supporters. Lord Qarl was able to kill Ser Davos Darklyn of the Kingsguard with Lady Forlorn, however, and he survived the battle. The Corbrays were pardoned by King Maegor, but they were stripped of some lands and titles and were forced to give up hostages.

When Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen took the Iron Throne in 48 AC after Maegor's death, he arrested the Commander of the City Watch and named Qarl in his stead. The following year, Qarl was one of the lords who represented of the Vale of Arryn at the Golden Wedding.

Jaehaerys's mother and regent, Queen Alyssa Velaryon, wanted to reward the lords who had declared for Aegon the Uncrowned by choosing a bride for Jaehaerys amongst their kin. We Corbrays were one of the Houses considered by Alyssa. This idea never came to fruition, however, but Qarl remained a staunch supporter of the Queen Regent. When Lord Rogar Baratheon refused his dismissal by Alyssa from the office of Hand of the King, Qarl drew Lady Forlorn, prompting Rogar to concede. Qarl also hid Princess Aerea Targaryen under Alyssa's orders to keep Rogar's brother, Ser Ronnal Baratheon, from taking her to Storm's End with the departing Baratheon household. In 58 AC, Lord Qarl advised Jaehaerys against naming Barth his new Hand due to the septon's humble origin. The following year, the deaths of Qarl and many his gold cloaks from the Shivers provoked a short period of chaos in the streets of King's Landing. Qarl was eventually replaced at the head of the City Watch by Ser Robert Redwyne.



Second Century

During the Dance of the Dragons, We Corbrays followed our liege lord, Lady Jeyne Arryn, and supported Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and the blacks. Towards the end of the war, Lord Leowyn Corbray and his younger brother, Ser Corwyn Corbray, were entrusted by Jeyne to lead ten thousand men descending from the Vale towards King's Landing.The Corbray brothers, along with Lady Jeyne and the Lads, took control of the city from Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell, but let him preside over the trials of those suspected of poisoning the late king, Aegon II Targaryen.

Once the trials were dealt with and the war over, a council of regents was created to aid the young Aegon III Targaryen. Lord Leowyn was named Protector of the Realm, but Aegon's Hand, Ser Tyland Lannister, quickly achieved an unspoken dominance over Leowyn, gathering more power to himself as time passed. When the matter of Aegon's succession was brought up to the council, Leowyn favored Aegon's half-sister, Princess Rhaena Targaryen, over her older wilder twin, Princess Baela Targaryen. As the regents did not desire Baela to produce an heir with her husband, Lord Alyn Velaryon, they quickly married Rhaena off to the man she chose, Corwyn Corbray.

Lord Leowyn died of the Winter Fever in 133 AC, alongside his mistress and several of his servants.He was succeeded as Lord of Heart's Home by his son, Quenton Corbray. The title of Protector of the Realm was passed on Lord Unwin Peake, Aegon's Hand after the death of Ser Tyland.

The following year, Ser Corwyn was named a regent after Lord Manfryd Mooton died of age and illness.The year 134 AC also marked the death of Lady Jeyne Arryn and the start of a war of succession in the Vale. Corwyn was dispatched to settle the matter, but he was killed by a crossbowman at Runestone when he came to confront Lord Gunthor Royce, who supported Ser Arnold Arryn instead of Jeyne's chosen heir, Ser Joffrey Arryn. Following the death of his uncle, Lord Quenton declared for Joffrey, who was eventually installed as Lord of the Eyrie. Lord Quenton came to King's Landing in 136 AC to attend the Great Council, in which new regents were chosen for Aegon III.

During the First Blackfyre Rebellion, Ser Gwayne Corbray of the Kingsguard was part of the loyalist forces that fought Daemon Blackfyre at the Battle of the Redgrass Field. They dueled for nearly an hour, their Valyrian steel swords Blackfyre and Lady Forlorn clashing loudly. At last, Blackfyre struck Gwayne's helm and left him blind and bleeding. Daemon dismounted to tend to his foe and ordered Redtusk to carry Gwayne back to the maesters for healing, an action that afterwards some considered decisive, since it gave the Raven's Teeth enough time to find a good position to fire the arrows that killed Daemon. 

 
 
Now in a different place and a different time I stand against another Rebellion . An opportunity to prove myself to my father that I'm one of the great knight of my era . 


Then someone distrupt my thoughts then I looked at him and ask " what is it ?" 

" um my Lord the enemy's are coming " he answered.

 
Well there fast ! if I believe the current numbers of there troops is not more Nine thousand or less. But we have nearly six thousand and  a  Wall . And enough provisions for at least Two months . And what my Maester thought me that you need Three times greater number to attack a defensive position . 

 
So I believe we have all the advantage against our  enemy .

Then I watched the enemy approaching with a battering and rest of them stayed out of the archer's range . 

" Archer's shoot  them down use fire arrows on that giant ram " they did as ordered but I could see that it's not having any effect on . 

" Stop that won't work it's wet . The enemy's are smart , prepare the oils ." hmm if look closer that battering rams design is very different . And I could see that it has lots of protection from all sides . We need to destroy the thing fast , if the Gate is broken then we are doomed . 

Now that I think about it ! our forces are spread throughout the walls and I could see that the bulk of there forces are just waiting .



"Use everything on that thing Men . destroy it destroy it . " Not good we should have dig a big moat surround the gate . The gate won't stand against a beast like that we must kill the 
soldiers that operating it . Then I heard a loud bang on the gate and the whole area is shaking like earthquakes . Not good at this rate the gate will fall . I need to inform lord Graftons .

 
 
"Ser halberd your in command now, I need the knights to destroy that thing . " I spoke to my nearest subordinate.

And he replied "Good luck Ser and may the warriors blessing be with you " 

I gave him a nod and hurriedly ran to my horse . I need to meet with lord Graftons and his household knights will be enough to do the Job .



 
( AN) Sorry for the delay guys . It's because I had a severe stomach pain .
 
 
 
 


The protagonist fell asleep while playing an online game( For honor). However, he awoke in a strange world(Asoiaf) with his game character’s appearance. In a state of shock, he noticed that he was equipped with nothing but his strongest weapon and armor. To make matters worse, our hero’s appearance was changed by the special avatar skin 『Warden』 when he enter this new world. The protagonist wanted to live without drawing attention.
But ultimately everything goes out of his control.


(AN)I don't own anything. English is not my native language and I'm writing this from my phone. thus lots and lots of grammatical mistakes are included in the story.

If you don't like it then just leave ,you don't need to write your comment . I'm warning the story is horrible .

The prince suddenly stopped on his way after a brief moment. From the looks of it, he is pondering something while staying close to the wall and as far as from the reach of the light of the Torch.


*Thoughts* "Looks like she is not following me, but what the hell is this place? why is this place so dark? I can't see a single object in this passage, besides this passage is actually too large and the Torches are very away from each other. I'm running at my medium pace, but I'm still not able to find any exit that can lead me to other rooms or outside of this Fortress...

I saw a huge door just Ten meters behind me, but it is made of Iron and is locked and I can't possibly break it without making any sound and wasting too much of my mana reserve, all for, just to try my speculation that it will lead to the outside. My luck is already very bad and if that door is just happened to be another room in this fortress, I will be wasting my precious time and mana, and I might get caught by the guards... Moreover, I have not encountered a single enemy guard on my way. Except, I am sure of one thing, and that is... I'm running in a huge curve! Argh..."


*Thoughts* "I don't get it, where am I actually? It was still early in the morning when I got attacked by those! hmm... *confused* Who was it that attacked me? It was so sudden, I don't remember anything. How did they capture me? where is the Magus protecting me? where is that Amzi? I was the only one in the Interrogation Chamber and all I can recall is that there was an earthquake, the surrounding tree fell simultaneously and suddenly many powerful werewolves surrounded us coming right through the roots of the trees that they blew from underground.


Except for the horses of Magus and mine, all of my soldiers' horses started to panic and whinnying like crazy. It was complete chaos... and suddenly the horse I was riding on screeched and along with that, I lost my consciousness... The first thing I saw after waking up is that someone was carrying me in his hand, but I was still too tired or worn out, I don't know why was I so tired? My whole body was aching in pain, especially my spines, but whatsoever I closed my eyes and began to recover my energy."


*Thoughts* "But still! I believe, not much time has passed since I fell asleep again. I think it was the time of early in the morning when the sun had just raise~" "oww....!" *Screaming*


The prince screamed lightly as a sudden pain hit him in the back out of nowhere. The pain was quite sudden and strong, thus he failed to hold back his voice coming out of the intense pain in his Spinal cord. Still, he managed to hold his breath and he clenched his fists tightly to endure the pain, so as to stop the scream coming out of his mouth. He took out a very small piece of 'Healing beds stone' from his secret pocket in his back pocket camouflaged in his black outfit and used it to stop the pain...


The 'Healing beds stone' which the prince is carrying has a different property, its color is blue and is of the highest level in 'Daemon land'. It can mold into the desired shape and can be attached temporarily to the point where the user wants, and the user have to channel a small amount of his mana in the process. The effect is the same as usual, but it is quite portable and efficient, Moreover, the duration of its function can be adjusted according to the situation. As in this case, the prince is going to use it for a prolonged period to regularly counter the pain. He shaped the 'Healing beds' in a thin sheet form so it can be attached to the back without any problem, the sheet will slowly vanish as it depletes its energy...


However, it should have been enough to cure the back pain with this amount of 'Healing beds', but somehow in this case the pain didn't fade away completely. There is still the same intensity of pain but it is not quite frequent and long as before, he can at least endure it without letting out his scream to the ears of enemy patrol guards. It seems like the pain is just not a simple one and the injury is quite serious than it seems to be from the outside. The prince is not using the stone to cure the problem because he doesn't know the source and type of the problem. Remember! you can't use the 'Healing beds stone' carelessly, or the consequences can be more severe.


huff... *letting out-breath*


*Thoughts* "My back is hurting so much as someone who has got his old age pain. *Touching the source of pain* Ahh, when did I got hurt in the back, it looks like I recently got hurt, but when? I didn't see her attacking me with any kind of magic tool, *guessing* I must have hurt myself when I got unconscious or some stupid animal dragged me in this hell with my back facing down... come to think of it, my spine was aching back then when I was being held by someone. Ah! *realize* someone is coming, I should hide quietly and think of a plan to escape from this place."


*footsteps approaching...*


The footsteps reached close to the prince, it is... of course, a werewolf guard in petrol. The werewolf guard is not equipped with any other weapons, just like the other Warriors who attacked the cavalry of Daemon land barehanded in the morning. Although he is still carrying a dart-type weapon that has two functions, either paralyzing or making an enemy unconscious, and in an extreme situation, it can also be used to kill the enemy or intruder...


The dart weapon is just like a small version of the crossbow, but instead of arrows, it has sharp needles that can be fired at several enemies in the range of a fifty-meter radius. Whether the incoming needles carry' a paralyzing solution or a deadly poison depends entirely on the users. The slight piercing in any part of the body is enough for it to settle its effect... There are several versions of Dart weapons used by both humans and werewolves, but they are not mass-produced and are usually not used in wars.


// The further types of Dart weapons and their uses will be explained slowly in other chapters. //


The nose of a typical werewolf is very sharp unlike humans and the prince is at least aware of this, but, what can he possibly do about it in this disadvantageous position? When he hasn't got the time to prepare for it in advance...


He can't hide his smell from the keen senses of a werewolf without doing anything about it and just idly hiding in the corner. The prince stealth behind one of the inner pillars which were nearest to him, the pillar is supporting the roof of this entire place... The prince also have to do something about the sound of his heartbeat, which is louder than his breath in this dead silence corridor. Moreover, he is sweating from the recent fight and of course the tension of getting found out any moment.


*Thoughts* "No, calm down. I have to conceal my presence somehow, it can't be helped with just standing motionless. Common, think of a way to conceal myself and knocking him with a surprise attack."


"sniff~ Grr..." *growling* The werewolf guard suddenly stopped... and began to sniff something in the air.

The prince got tensed up~


Now, he is just standing parallelly with the prince, exactly five meters away from him. Since the corridor is very wide, the guard is still quite far from the prince, even though he is patrolling in between the center of both the walls... But surprisingly, yet getting as close as to just five meters away from the human, he is not able to detect the prince!


There was only a pillar between the prince and him that was blocking his sight when he was coming from the front and the prince wearing a black outfit is not of any huge help. But right now, the prince is just on the left side of his body, all he has to do is just turn his head to see the prince in the corner.


Suddenly, a flame torch placed beside the Huge door flickered! Because of this, the patrollers' attention got distracted.


"grr..." *making a warning sound*
He suspected someone is definitely hiding there, he began to move close to the door... As he moved close, he tightened his grips on the Dart weapon he is carrying... ready to shoot a paralyzing dart on the suspicious intruder, who is most definitely a human.


It's his first time encountering a human, but he is not afraid. Why should he? He is confident in his own strength and usually, the werewolves are more powerful than a mere human. Though he is aware of the fact that humans can use magic effortlessly, but that's also limited to the strength and experience of each individual... So actually, he is more of excited to knock-down this intruder from the moment he confirmed the near presence of a human being. He has already smelled the prince in the air. But, he doesn't know exactly who is this human intruder?

The Northern Hemisphere of a Mysterious Planet Zero.two9. Four races' are in a ceaseless battle... that will only end' till they find one Victor among them.


This world is quite Magical, to be precise every part of this planet, from ocean to land to the sky to each living thing possesses phenomenal power assimilated within them... and as the Young ones grow with the nourishment of the magical soil of this land, some of them will eventually find the key to unlock the hidden power within them and grow exponentially strong and mighty.

Here we will see the fate of the creatures in this world through the eyes of Seren, who is a young werewolf. Along with her we will get to know about the magical landscape of planet Zero.two9, the various races not only in this continent but many other continents scattered in the ocean.

.........

She is just a young wolf, but as the appearance is often misleading, you will come to see her true self, her true desire as she grows... She is brave, unafraid of danger, clever, sagacious enough to jump in the battle right away. She is the pride of her clan, the little angel that has shown the ability of both mankind and legends from her species.
She is believed to be a miracle herself, her birth is new hope for her Clan and believed to be the calamity for other species.


Still, she is also a cheerful youth, who is aware of her eminence yet unaffected by the fame she holds. A little careless, a little childish, a little brave, a little serious, and a little adventuresome.

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Every story has a Protagonist and Antagonist, nonetheless, you will find it hard to figure out who is the former one and the latter one...

The story just doesn't revolve around the main characters fighting villains, conquering others. It shouldn't be... It will let you experience what if more than one dominant species were evolving on a planet, unlike our earth.
The struggles between the races, the friction occurring between them as their population booms, and their growing powers, tools, and technologies.

Note :

The characters in my stories don't have any last names because I don't want to put them. I might put them later if the story gains viewership. Besides, it is not going to make any difference in the story.

The cover is not mine... I just combined others art pieces.

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