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Ruler of Iron and Flesh

Inian shook his head, "I know I couldn't. It's a rush, but I couldn't stay in constant danger for my entire life. I know that I can survive and be fine with you at my side, but eventually, I will need a quiet job." Marc sighed, "I get it. I think that I may want to do this for the rest of my life. It's great money, fun, and I get to fly around on a ship! I had just hoped maybe hoped that you would enjoy this as much as I did, and we could stay doing this for the rest of our lives." When his friend joins a mercenary group, Inian has only one choice: to go with him. With nations at war fighting for land that giant monsters roam, Inian must find his place in the world. Hearing an echo of a voice saying that he is destined to rule with enormous power, what will he do with this knowledge? Will he protect himself and his family while keeping the peace? Or will he destroy the world instead? Will his son, Alaric face the same questions? Follow them on their journey and watch as one becomes the Ruler of Iron and Flesh!

Cythraul · Peperangan
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The "Evil" Necromancer

The captain of the guard was yawned towards the end of his long shift. His face was scruffy, and he scratched his itchy beard.

He had been on night watch with only a couple of men. He was wearing some makeshift armor and had a cheap energy spear. He was the only one with this kind of weapon, and his other guards only had basic swords and spears.

He was put in charge of one of the smallest towns on the Eastern border of the Ranid Kingdom. The government was trying to reach out to more of the peasants and smaller people, but with the captain being the only one with an energy spear, the other guards were more here for a show.

The captain huffed, all his guards were good for were to stop any petty thievery. They probably couldn't even stop a minor bandit or mercenary raid.

One of his guards walked up to him, "G' morning cap'n. How are ya?"