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Cardinal: Advent of the Sloth

The world of Ariadne is vast with more to see and more to find than meets the eye... Magic is plenty and cultivation so great that legends speak of those few existences that cut the heavenly bodies of the gods from the celestial skies... But there is more to Ariadne than mere strength, than mere power, there are histories ancient, gods who walk the lands, royals, nobles and commoners who are forever in strife... In this world with thousands of realms each born from the great cataclysm that set the stage for 'the seventh age' to be born, there exists the Sacred Lineage of Royals who rule a hundred realms, this lineage being of Mercurion. It is here that Lucian our reincarnated vestige of the past shall be born, born to be called 'Prince 786' of the Merurion Empire... Strife exists in many forms and in this Sacred line in which even a name must be earned, strife is a double-edged sword that now brings the once so Great, the once so Sacred lineage of Mercurion down to its knees from within... But be warned... there is much unseen, much unknown of the reality you see, of the Prince called 786... Welcome to Ariadne!!! A world in which all truths can be revealed...

Silver72 · Fantasy
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171 Chs

141 – Returning to the Scene

 

"You have to go in," the voice of Balour could be heard loud and clear through the establishment.

 

"Please don't make me go inside, I don't want to!" the shrill cry of a young girl followed after his voice.

 

"Princess this is apart of your duties," the exasperated voice of Balour reminded.

 

"urgh," Lucian groaned and pulled his black cloak around his body as he pushed past them.

 

He pushed the door open, the same door he had stepped through just a few hours ago, only this time it was no mere meeting room but the scene of the crime.

 

The sight that greeted him was glaring and impossible to miss for anyone who wasn't blind.

 

Five bodies hung from the ornate chandelier, like extra adornments adding to its splendour.

 

Thick and peculiar pinks ropes were tied tight around their throats and strung them to the chandelier.