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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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213 Chs

Chapter 194: Marls IV

"You have killed many," Marlin said solemnly, closing his eyes as he spoke, almost as if in prayer. "You have lived a defiling life—one that even outcasts would scorn—a life of preying on everything weaker than you. That time has ended, Ragnar."

Marlin's blade glowed brighter as flames licked its edges. "The rage I carry is contained but unyielding, a flame that never expires. I will purge you from this earth, fiend. And as your friends watch your burning corpse, scorched by the sins you've committed against humanity, let them remember one truth: every flickering flame, every candlelight, and every sunrise will remind them that they are next."

Ragnar writhed in pain, the flames consuming him, but his immortality kept him alive. His flesh had long since blackened, leaving him as nothing more than a charred husk of his former self.

"Then I am doomed to burn for all eternity?" Ragnar rasped, his voice filled with despair.