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Rebirth System: Blood and Ash

Aric Valerian, the fourth prince of the Valerian Empire, bears many titles: The Forgotten Prince, The Whore's Child, The King's Bastard—names that have been spoken more than his own. Born with a crippling illness and devoid of mana or ki, Aric was a disgrace, scorned by his family and the court. But when the gods cured him and gifted him the strength to fight, Aric dared to hope. He sought glory in battle, only to be betrayed by his brother and sent to die in a hopeless war. In his final moments, as death closed in, a mysterious text appeared before him… [Would you like to change your fate?] After being given another chance, Aric embarks on a ruthless journey to claim absolute sovereignty. [Ki Circulation Mastered: Strength +10] [System Upgrade: Advanced tactical planning unlocked] [Hidden Fortress Established: Stronghold security +15%] The forgotten prince claws his way through the treacherous landscape of imperial politics, he is forced to make impossible choices, each decision pushing him further down a path soaked in blood. He learns that true power demands sacrifice, and the price of vengeance may be his soul. ------------------ This book contains dark themes and depictions. The mc is a ruthless cynic, and is closer to being a villain than he is a hero. Main themes: Politics, Kingdom building, strategy, war

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Seclusion

Aric stood near a table, examining a map of the empire with deliberate precision. Around him, the soft murmur of his trusted circle filled the space. Each word exchanged was part of a larger game, a puzzle Aric had carefully crafted, piece by piece.

Serina entered, her steps light but purposeful. "The Guardians of the Flame have sent word," she said, her tone sharp with satisfaction. "They're willing to meet."

Aric's lips curved upward. "It begins, then. Serina, prepare the necessary assurances for their leader. We'll present ourselves as saviors, not usurpers. Hitoshi, you'll join me. They'll trust the wisdom of an elder."

Hitoshi looked up from where he sat, his face calm, his hands folded over his cane. "Of course. A gentle nudge here, a carefully chosen word there. The Guardians will see the wisdom of allying with you."

"And what of the High Inquisitor and High Priest?" Serina asked.