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King of the Forgotten Coast

Anilao, a young man from the neglected coastal city of Iloilo in the Philippines, witnesses the destruction of a Spanish galleon by a fierce storm. While scavengers seek gold, Anilao craves knowledge. He salvages a collection of books from the wreckage—not just sailor's journals, but the work of a scholar, perhaps even a cartographer. Fueled by newfound knowledge and a burning ambition, Anilao embarks on a quest to build something extraordinary on the forgotten coast. He envisions a kingdom—a haven that thrives on knowledge and prosperity—in stark contrast to the Spanish rule that has marginalized Iloilo. "Anilao: King of the Forgotten Coast" is a tale of resilience, leadership, and forging a path to greatness amidst neglect. It explores themes of cultural identity, the pursuit of knowledge, and carving one's own destiny. The novel promises adventure, political intrigue, and the rise of a unique kingdom on the fringes of Spanish colonial power.

Kladestien · Fantasy
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49 Chs

A Gathering of Serpents

The journey to the Ivory Isles was arduous. Anilao and Maya, accompanied by a small contingent of guards, sailed aboard one of Tiago's newest ships. The sleek vessel danced across the waves, a stark contrast to the Spanish galleons they hoped to one day defeat.As they approached the ivory-colored city perched on a crescent-shaped bay, Anilao was struck by its grandeur. Towering structures adorned with intricate carvings shimmered in the afternoon sunlight. The air buzzed with activity – merchants hawking exotic wares, diplomats in flowing robes hurrying to meetings, and soldiers clad in gleaming armor patrolling the streets.The Ivory Palace, a marvel of white marble and towering spires, dominated the city center. Here, representatives from all sides of the conflict were gathered – the haughty Spanish Governor, his face etched with frustration; the stern-faced Bruneian ambassador, his eyes glinting with a calculating ambition; and a motley crew of delegates from the allied settlements, their faces a tapestry of hope and trepidation.Lianna, the Ivory Isles representative, greeted them with a practiced smile. "Welcome, King Anilao," she said, her voice smooth as silk. "May this summit be a beacon of peace in these troubled times."Despite her courteous demeanor, Anilao couldn't shake off the feeling that she was observing them, gauging their strengths and weaknesses.The summit commenced in a grand chamber adorned with intricate murals depicting scenes of peace and prosperity. The air crackled with tension as each representative presented their case. The Spanish Governor, predictably, demanded unconditional surrender from the "rebel settlements." The Bruneian ambassador, with veiled threats, expressed a desire for "restoration of order" in the region.Anilao, his voice firm and unwavering, countered their claims. He spoke of their yearning for freedom, of the Spanish oppression they had endured for decades. Maya, with her sharp wit and detailed accounts of Spanish atrocities, bolstered his argument.The following days were a blur of tense negotiations, veiled threats, and veiled alliances. Lianna, acting as the impartial mediator, subtly pushed and prodded each party, exposing their underlying agendas. Anilao learned that the Ivory Isles, despite their proclaimed neutrality, were wary of the growing Bruneian influence.One evening, amidst the opulent halls of the Ivory Palace, Anilao found himself drawn into conversation with the Bruneian ambassador. The man, whose name was Reza, was a master of courtly intrigue. He spoke of a "mutually beneficial alliance" where Barangay Kalayaan could maintain some autonomy while acknowledging Bruneian dominance.Anilao, however, saw through the thinly veiled threat. He politely refused Reza's offer, making it clear that they would never bow to Bruneian rule.As the summit neared its conclusion, it became evident that a true peace treaty was unlikely. The Spanish wouldn't relinquish their control, the Bruneians craved dominance, and the allied settlements wouldn't accept subjugation.However, Lianna, ever the diplomat, proposed a compromise – a temporary ceasefire. This would allow both sides to regroup and rebuild, while the Ivory Isles, as impartial observers, would monitor the situation.Despite the limitations, Anilao recognized it as an opportunity. A ceasefire would give them much-needed time to heal, train, and perhaps even forge a stronger alliance with the wary settlements.With a heavy heart but a glimmer of hope, Anilao agreed to the ceasefire. As they departed the Ivory Isles, Maya voiced her concerns. "It feels like a fragile peace, Anilao," she said, her voice laced with unease. "A temporary lull before the storm."Anilao nodded grimly. He knew she was right. They had gained a reprieve, but the fight for freedom was far from over. Returning to Barangay Kalayaan, he knew they had to prepare for the storm that inevitably loomed on the horizon. The whispers of rebellion, though temporarily quieted by the fragile peace, would soon rise again, louder and stronger than ever before.