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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

Loyalty Brand.

Before long, just as Hal had intended, all of the bandits except a selective three, which included the aggressive-sounding man, were dead.

He had all the bodies sent into the Habitat for the Beasts to feed on while he faced the five that had been set apart.

He took a deep breath before pointing at the aggressive-sounding man who looked positively terrified, 

"You! Give it to me" Hal said and beckoned.

The man looked confused, 

"Give you what?" He asked.

Hal rolled his eyes at what he saw as a phony act, 

"The communication talisman you use to contact your scout" he said in an as-if-you-don't-know tone of voice.

He refused to believe this bunch simply hid in bushes waiting for the next unfortunate sucker.

They must have had a scout to let them know when it was time to mobilize and lay an ambush. The scout was most likely not too far away from the checkpoint and not too close to the city.