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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 · Fantasie
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Anger.

Kynburgh's palace…

Leopold sat with crossed legs on the comfy sofa, his expression ashen as he thought of the progress in Kynburgh.

The kid had successfully gained a majority of the higher-ups' acknowledgment or fear by his imposing act against the alliance.

Hell, they even talked of the ship filled with dead bodies. 

This had brought about speculations he didn't like one bit—from him being the incarnation of Kynburgh's first ruler to George Louis Albert, his father, possessing the child. After all, no one had seen the king ever since his proclaimed illness.

'Tch… I'm the oldest son of the Royal family currently available… the rest went on the foolish journey they call adventure…' Leopold snared, recalling how one after the other, his brothers left Kynburgh. As for the females, George Louis Albert only had five feminine children.

Martina, Loretta, Daniella, Eve, and the last one his Mom talked about.