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How I Became the Strongest Sovereign

*Please do check out and add my New Novel: 'Peerless Librarian' to your collections!* *All Characters, Notions, and Themes are a work of fiction* In a world governed by physical power, strength, and Magical Ability, James finds himself at the top of the hierarchy with everything a man could ask for Money, Prestige, Political Power, and Freedom. Unfortunately, his perfect reign doesn’t last long and an unexpected event causes him to be transmigrated into a new world through a pitiful death. James is reborn into a realm of supremacy and struggle, where each world is its own pillar, lifting up the central station of magic… The upper realm. 7 Monarchs, 7 Seats, and a Tournament of Power - a competition worth everything. Does he have what it takes to occupy all the seats and have all the worlds at the palm of his hands? Or will he be held back by revenge, lust, and death? Follow James on his new journey, to once again reach the top of the food chain and become the Strongest Sovereign... ========= A/N: The first couple of chapters aren't the greatest due to my lack of experience when I first started writing, this caused the pacing and planning of the first few chaps to be flawed. Therefore, some readers may be disinterested to read after this point but I strongly do urge you to carry on reading. After the time skip, the Story, Plot, and characters, all get better and become much more fledged out. Enjoy Reading! Cover Art by @ara_meraki

TofSpades · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
200 Chs

Lesson learnt

"I'll take this a tad bit seriously," I said, getting into a fighting pose. 

The golden hue of Malia's eyes glowed orange, showing her fire mana was turned on and she gave a smile of accomplishment before charging at me.

Using intense focus, time slowed down making it so I could see the trajectory of her punches and every move she was planning to make.

Left straight… Roundhouse… Tornado Kick… Left… Right… Uppercut.

I parried them all and countered with my own punches throwing feints and actual attacks into the mix. 

My leg moved like a whip, faking a shot to the body and hitting her head instead. I made sure to hold back as I saw her not guarding the kick. Her body rocked and she leapt back to a safe distance, shaking her head. 

"Nice one." She uttered, getting into a fighting pose again.