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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 Arena

Inian woke up in a rusted cell, stripped of his weapons and clothes. All he had on him was his underwear. Groggily he got up and looked around him.

The dust was heavy on the floor and any surface. It was evident that this cell area was not maintained nor taken care of.

The only thing he could see was a sturdy iron door and then a staircase on the opposite side of that door.

He remembered his strength as the king and was about to rip the cell apart when he heard footsteps coming down.

It was a fat and stocky man with two raggedy guards behind him. "Welcome my contender!" Said the fat man, "today you have been chosen to entertain the citizens of Segar by fighting in our beloved arena! Everybody here loves a good brawl, and I think today it should be a three vs. one, with you being the one." He laughed, his belly jiggling up and down.

Inian wanted to rip him apart at this very moment but wanted to try and get some information out of him first. "Where is my companion that I came here with?"

The man answered, "don't worry, she's fine physically. She'll be used for some other entertainment later," and he winked at Inian.

Inian's fists closed tightly, "how is it that you are allowed to do this. Isn't there a ruler who destroys places like this?"

The man laughed an evil laugh, "I'm the ruler here, boy! The Ranid Kingdom has a government, but it's so pathetic. This Kingdom's power is local lords such as myself. We are the real power here, and we get to do whatever we want."

He spat at Inian and left through the sturdy door. One of the raggedy guards unlocked Inian's gate while the other pointed a gun at him. "Your fight begins in an hour, so go up and stand by the arena door like a good little dog."

Inian slowly walked out, glaring at the two guards, and walked up to the stairs. 'I'll give you a wolf instead of a dog,' Inian thought to himself once he was at the arena door.

An hour passed.

Inian was sitting on the floor, waiting for the go-ahead. Soon he could hear the announcer speaking and the crowd roaring through the arena door.

"Citizens of Segar! Welcome to your bloodbath of the day!" The announcer paused as the crowd cheered, and he spoke again once it quieted down. "Today is a special event, with one man facing off against three. Not only that, but those three have weapons and armor!" The crowd cheered once more. Inian scoffed, as this was designed to be a complete bloodbath for him.

The arena door was opening, and sunlight came pouring onto his eyes. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you our sacrifice for the day!"

The crowd cheered as Inian stepped into the arena pit. It was sandy all over, with a few rusted iron pillars around. Three men walked out onto the sand across from him.

They were all wearing an assortment of armor and wielded rust swords and spears. One even had a wire net with him.

Inian looked up at the crowd. There were at least two thousand people here to watch, and he could see the fat man looking down at him from a particular seat above the crowd. Inian's eyes widened as he saw Janae next to him, kneeling on the ground.

She was all battered and bruised, and she was wearing nothing but a thin set of underwear that barely covered her nipples and crotch.

Inian's anger flared as he heard the announcer say, "begin the bloodshed!"

Time slowed down, and the three men across from him slowly charged, desperation written all over their face.

Inian stepped forward, slowly moving towards his opponents. He got close to one enemy who was barely moving, and he swiped his hand, cleanly separating the opponents head from his body.

Time sped back up, and the other two opponents stood in shock as their allies head rolled along the ground.

Inian pointed to the man on his left, "you next," and with a single punch launched him clear across the arena into the iron wall.

The man splattered against the wall, not a single part of him was left to drop to the ground. The last man whimpered and trembled as piss began running down his leg.

The crowd had gone silent, everyone in shock of this man's strength. The last opponent had a spear, and he stabbed at Inian, but it deflected off of Inian's chest, not leaving a single mark. The man gulped and watched as Inian's hand clasped around his head.

Inian held the man up in the air with a single man and looked straight at the city lord. The city lord panicked and got up to run.

He was slowly waddling in the direction of the exit when Inian threw the man he was holding at the city lord. "AAAAHHHH!!!" the city lord screamed before the other opponent thrown crushed his body.

Inian jumped up out of the pit, and the citizens screamed and ran for the exits in a frenzied mob. The raggedy guards abandoned Janae, and Inian went to her.

He grabbed one of the blankets used by the city lord and wrapped it around her. "I've got you," he was whispering gently into Janae's ears.

Silent tears streaked down her eyes as she leaned into Inian. Inian looked around at the arena which had been quickly cleared out. He took a deep breath and tried something he had never done before. He remembered that massive ape-like creature that had sprouted wings and how it was mid-tier.

Suddenly, wings sprouted out of Inian's back, and he jumped into the air. Despite the situation, they were in, Inian wanted to cry out from joy. Flying came naturally to him, and he could quickly move any which way he wanted to.

Looking over the city, he could see the gate he came in and flew down to the guards.

The raggedy guards were confused over the racket coming from the arena and were shocked when they saw a human with wings on his back come down.

"What the heck?" One guard said aloud, but Inian didn't have time to mess around.

He sped over to one guard and crushed his neck, instantly killing him. The other guards stood around in fear, not moving an inch for fear of being picked next to die. "Where are the vehicles kept?" Inian asked, and a guard pointed towards an open garage.

Inian ran to their vehicle and placed Janae in the back. He took the wheel and drove to the gate where the guards did not hesitate to open it for him. He drove away, leaving a corrupt city in chaos.

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