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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 · Oriental
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894 Chs

Aftermath...

*Bang*

Another strike and dismantling of clumps of lightning and Hal absorbed it all once again. His Cosmic pearl was now filled to the brim once again and he summoned his Cosmic Armament which he waved so that Devil energy could form into vicious daggers that struck and destroyed more bolts.

The Tribulation suddenly drew back and when it slammed back into Hal, it was with a force and current that caused all of his hairs to stand on end and his wings were even smoking.

He looked like he was being fried.

But Hal knew his body was more than strong enough to endure and it was while he was harnessing the strength of all those he had under his wing (figuratively) and used it to charge up his muscles.

It was as though he was undergoing refinement right there.