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Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm. Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were. His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp. Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign. And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father. Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is.... Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms. --------------------------------- So this is an original novel and I am giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance. The First twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote so please read till chapter 30 at least before deciding if it is not for you. It really gets better quickly. P.s The cover Is not mine

Nate_Quinn · 東方
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Who's To Say?

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Two scions of the Doxon family, especially those so close to me engaging in a street-like brawl in the family territory. 

Letting servants gossip about your brash behaviors.

Idiots" Kirill spat and with a wave of his hand, he separated the two with cosmic energy, and with what could be considered a gentle wave of Saint energy, he rendered the two of them incapable of mustering any fighting ability.

Followed with a threat he delivered with his eyes which made it clear that any attempt to still further muster any bit of cosmic energy would be rewarded with a strike they would most likely never recover from.

Then Kirill descended from on high to land solidly on the ground with his two hands behind him while both Ivan and Artyom glared at each other with an intensity that told their conflict was not over.

"Thank you father" Kohen said and Elian nodded briefly before rethinking the action.