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Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America! The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years! But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America! Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

Swinging the sword to cut through the clouds and dreams · História
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Chapter 91 Reconciliation and Transformation

Clouds cloaked the moon, leaving only the shifting constellations. On the starry night, a breeze stirred, flickering the bonfire in the fire pit, casting alternating patterns of light and dark across the faces and hearts of those gathered. Desire undulated within this interplay, one moment shining with the brightness of ideals, the next revealing the seductive glimmer of temptation.

Aweit's gaze rested on the figure of Kapana, clad in black. The firelight highlighted her graceful purity and the black garment accentuated her enchanting figure. A fleeting flutter touched Aweit's heart, seeing in the fireside Kapana a resemblance to his late wife.

Two years ago, his principal wife had passed away shortly after giving birth to Chimalpahin due to unstoppable hemorrhaging, leaving for the Divine Kingdom to his great regret. Alisa had wept herself into a figure of tears, and in the depths of the night, so had he.