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The Kind Prince Who Became An Evil Lord of Darkness

Betrayal is a wound that every man has felt, I wrote this story to show how it can make a man strong. "What is the difference between a hero, a villain and a coward? A hero uses his sword to protect people A villain uses people to protect his sword Both are better than a coward A coward has no sword, and uses empty words to protect his life A sword is not just a man's weapon, it is a man's ambition, and without ambition, a man is merely a coward. In order to be a hero or a villain a man must have ambition. The difference between the two is where that ambition lies." -The Dark Prince In 17th century France, the rich nobles control the world with a magic system called "Artifacts". Prince an innocent hearted prince of the Bourbon Kingdom, one day has his life thrown into chaos by betrayal, and inherits an "Artifact" that is the ancient spirit of "The Dark King". Through misfortune after misfortune, Prince eventually loses everything and starts his life over without a royal name. Prince vows to make his way back to the top hiding amongst the everyday people of France. Prince is a Japanese style light novel based on Machiavelli’s classic "The Prince". Although this work takes influence from it, the story, quotes, and characters are all completely original. It is mostly the concept of good and evil that is borrowed from Machiavelli.

Gaburieru · Fantasy
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214 Chs

Chapter 176: A Battle Between Brothers 2

Crashing.

The battle did not end, the swords did not give, the storm did not clear. After their dragons collided, they continued to bite at each other, hissing and spewing energy from their mouths in their owners' attacks.

Crashing.

A piece of the castle ripped apart, drifting up into the moon.

Crashing.

Another piece of the castle burst as a horde of water blew out a window.

Crashing.

With each strike of their blades, a part of the castle was destroyed. It was as if they were standing on mounds of sand slowly being worked up by a storm that ripped it to shreds.

With a greater intensity in their eyes, they did not let up. Jumping from rock to debris, they dragged their dragons in an attempt to subdue their opponents. There was no grace or technique, just an exchange of blades that had no pause, break, or retreat.

For a moment in their exchange of blades, Shiro's brother saw an opportunity and came up with a dastardly plan.

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