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Supreme Ruler: Control Is Greater Than Power!

My life? Many people see me as the most fortunate person existing. Maybe it was due to the power I wield, or what I had in my possession. But I found it hilarious; how I, myself, find my life worthless, every and anything I cared about getting burned in the flames of my ever-flowing energy. I don't mean it literally, more like… a metaphor, I guess. The world always opposed every and anything I stood for. I'm sure if you stood against me you would end up victorious. Anyway, off with my sorrows. To make everything interesting, I'll have to show you a clearer view of the world I live in.  Here it is; the story I so much wanted to share with you… all of you… *** In Archon, the union of a demon and angel was considered sacrilege to all its inhabitants—Apart from this glaring hatred for the union, any offspring from the union would die a miserable death. Stiles, a Nephalem, birthed from the union of a demon and angel had no choice but to face this challenge head-on, his parent's life becoming the payment for his survival. Stiles, filled with anger, tried to end his life but failed with every attempt.  Embarking on a journey to end his miserable life, he came in contact with a fortress that will change his life, turning him from a depressed boy into a Ruler—one that will reign over the land of Archon. ______________ Good day, ladies/gentlemen.  I've not done much writing, but I hope you would check my work out and give feedback. A/N: 100 power stones= 1 chapter. 10 Golden Tickets= 1 chapter. Thanks~ ----------- The cover photo is not mine, so if you are the artist or you know the artist, kindly communicate. Thanks~

Hamzat_11 · Fantasy
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85 Chs

Old Memories.

Tareef, Ciro, and Clay arrived at a house made of wood and stone. Its exterior didn't have any strange countenance, only the widely opened door displaying the fact that something was amiss.

Ciro had an ashen expression, sweat dripping from his jawline as he gazed at the normal-looking house.

Tareef had proposed he stayed at the manor, but the City Lord refused, preaching on how he had to watch over Blythe as its City Lord… for Tareef, those were nonsensical. So he decided to carry Ciro along to close the chapter.

"There is nothing wrong about the house from this distance," Tareef commented, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Still, I believe we should not take the matter lightly, Lord Tareef," Clay commented, his eyes glistening with a strange light.

'Aww… despite learning that a possessed might reside in that house, 'He' still has a calm composure… how manly of Lord Tareef!'