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Fallen Conqueror

Gods were slain… Devils were vanquished... Worlds clashed into oblivion! Bilim Vladir was the hope of humanity, the great Flaming Conqueror. Finally, after years of war and battle, Bil created an empire and could start a family. Unfortunately, Bil was betrayed and his family was assassinated. However, Bil secretly survived along with his newborn children, a brazen, ambitious boy named Jash and a calm, collected daughter named Nelphy. After eighteen years of secrets and hiding, Bil settles down by the city. Finally, Bil can retire and enjoy life as best as he can while living in the shadow of society. But the journeys of Bil’s two children, now official citizens and adults, have only just begun. They no longer have to wander and travel aimlessly. Finally, they get to live life as they’ve always dreamed of! Jash rushes into the world of veita and training! With a grin on his face, Jash has the determination to leave his mark on the world, no matter what he has to do. He’ll train with experts, decimate the battlefield, and… secretly destroy the empire?! Nelphy, however, accidentally learned Bil’s identity and now seeks to learn EVERYTHING that Bil has kept secret. She scours books and legends for every hint available. She’ll search for the aunt she never knew she had. She’ll… be hunted by her own brother!? And Bil… may be forced out of "retirement" to try and clean up the mess. ---Book 3 of 10 in the Quillverse--- ** PAUSED (till the end of DBA, at the latest) ** Discord: https://discord.gg/akzn9SM5k9 Art by @itsjustfroggy, found on Youtube, Twitter, or Twitch! **Note: You do NOT need to read my "Quillverse" series in order, but some books will have tie-ins or shared characters further back or further forward on the cosmic timeline.

TheSilverQuill · Fantaisie
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How Falix Met Bilim

Nelphy hesitated, still unprepared to reply. "U-Uh… W-what killed the conqueror and the empress?"

Nodding, Hathon dropped the traumatic aura of the last subject but kept his solemn gaze. "That part of the play's pretty accurate. Their caravan was targeted by assassins near the Frihet-Briston border. But it wasn't one god. There were multiple deities under those masks. To think, gods and devils worked together, and wore cowardly masks, all to kill one man and his wife. And none of them escaped with their lives.

"Sadly, they did end up poisoning the conqueror and the empress…" Hathon sighed. "But the play was wrong about the people in the room. No one was allowed in the palace. Not even medics."

"Not medics? But how–"