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Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm. Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were. His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp. Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign. And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father. Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is.... Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms. --------------------------------- So this is an original novel and I am giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance. The First twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote so please read till chapter 30 at least before deciding if it is not for you. It really gets better quickly. P.s The cover Is not mine

Nate_Quinn · Eastern
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We Are Your Legion.

Two Days Later...

Horst Manor...

A maid walked towards Ford's study to inquire if there was anything the Horst lord required. For the last two days, the lord of Horst Manor seemed incredibly preoccupied with his thoughts and hardly had the presence of mind for a meal.

Even the lady, Emily had been sighing occasionally in boredom throughout the first day as she missed her daughter that had not returned. Eventually, she went into her room to cultivate and had not exited since.

Everyone could tell that Ford could not occupy himself with cultivation as there were quite a few things that require his attention and the lack of the solace rendering activity was causing him to get crankier by the hour.

As this maid walked closer to the Study door, she was fearful that she not be the one on who he would vent his frustrations.

During this kind of mood, Ford was known to say some pretty hurtful things and sometimes his yells worked just well.