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Lord's Authority.

***[WSA 2024 Entry]*** “In a realm where deceit is woven into the very fabric of existence, the enigmatic dance of perception unfolds. A mimic seeks joy, while another spins webs of deception, manipulating with coy precision. Malevolence lurks in the shadows, and blood stains the path of the fifth. The sixth remains stoic, while the seventh is naught but a mere pawn. Above, below, and hidden amidst, he who controls perception watches, ever vigilant.” *** What does the Fool say? Welcome to the world of [Lord of Mirrors], where reality blurs and truth is but a fleeting illusion. In this game of power and deception, one must tread carefully, for the line between roleplayer and pawn is thin. Is the Lord truly the master, or are we merely pieces in his intricate game? It's all about perception. With eyes that see all and knowledge that spans realms, the is absolute. Obey his commands or face the consequences, for in this realm, he reigns supreme. *** A simple and naive archeologist with a heartache is tasked to roleplay the merciless Lord. Failure means only one thing – death. Can he do it? Maybe or Maybe not. No one knows. However, one must remember… “The Other side is tainted.” ... Warning: This content contains explicit language, graphic violence, and scenes of gore. Reader discretion is advised. *** Additional tags: Brutality, Dark, Villain, Smut, and Gore. ... Title Inspiration: ~Droit du seigneur (The Right of the Lord)~ Character inspiration: Mordret Valor (Shadow Slave) ... Update Chapter length: 2000+/- words. ... Volume 1: The Deception of Mimic ... Welcome to the Other Side (Discord link): https://discord.gg/G5JbQsjt7V

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52: Puppeteer and His Marionette. [3]

"What are you doing, Valorborn? You'll die of Essence exhaustion if you do not attack. Or, are you afraid of attacking this great Damien?" Damien provoked Mordret. But there was no answer from Mordret. He just kept staring at the Tyrant with his sapphire eyes.

Damien became more and more restless. Wasn't Mordret supposed to move quickly? Why was the bastard standing still? Wasn't he worried about the Essence exhaustion? Damien had many questions, and slowly, the questions turned into doubts.

He looked at Maria and Karen, noticing how pale their faces were. Even a beast could understand that their reservoirs of essence were sucked dry.

Was Mordret trying to pull some weird trick? As he looked on the other hand, Mordret Valorborn stood calmly as if he still had plenty of essence left.

Would this turn into a battle of essence? Who would run out of essence first? Damien gulped nervously as a possibility collided with his mind.