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Building An Empire Starting From The Labor Camp In Exile

Unite the Clans? Create an Empire? Atrox Soryu thought he was destined for greatness… until he wasn’t. Born into the smaller Soryu Clan, Atrox was a prodigy, praised for his unparalleled swordsmanship and relentless ambition. He vowed to become Emperor of the Eternal Skies, a title that hadn't been claimed in centuries. But on the day he was to manifest his Order Mark—the source of every knight’s power—everything went wrong. Instead of the revered Holy, Elemental, or Mystic Orders, Atrox was branded with a Forbidden Order: Something twisted and wrong. A death sentence in the eyes of the world. Branded a monster and exiled by his own father, Atrox was cast into a brutal labor camp where the weak are crushed, and the strong are barely tolerated. But exile isn’t the end—it’s the beginning. In the harshest of conditions, Atrox awakens the full potential of his forbidden powers, powers that could rival even the strongest Knights. He will forge alliances with the forgotten, turn his enemies into allies, and rise from the shadows to build an empire from nothing. Betrayed, exiled, and broken? No. Atrox Soryu is building an empire—and the Eternal Skies will bow to him.

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They stopped before coming all the way down and instead gazed at those gathered below them. Atrox couldn't find any trace of the familiar captains he knew. Their faces were cold, and they were dressed in black and green leather armor, though they carried no weapons.

The three Knights behind them were dressed in a similar manner.

Kren nodded at them. "Good morning. There were supposed to be ten Squires here today, but we've been reduced to nine." As he said this, his eyes flickered to Atrox, who understood what he meant—Kade hadn't been found.

"But we'll still continue as planned. The Squires will divide themselves into three groups, the same as the workers. Each group will have a Knight as their leader." He paused.

The Knights came down into the hall, and people gave them space to arrange themselves. The workers and Squires muttered amongst themselves, glancing at the Knights with shifting eyes, trying to decide who to choose.