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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

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A Bit Of Both.

Hal raised a brow as the Devil Chieftess led him out of the building and towards the back but his raised eyebrow was of course more about what she had said than it was about where she was leading him.

"Care to be more expressive. I'm quite unclear if I should take that as a compliment or an insult. I'm leaning more toward the later though" He said.

Eleanor never stopped walking but she did look back at him with a mild smile,

"A bit of both. As I said, you are much younger than any of my children but none of them can claim to have achieved what you have achieved. 

They are currently on a retreat to better service their skills so that they can better benefit the Debil Tribe. In this aspect, the fact that I see you as a newborn, could be considered a compliment..." Eleanor finally stopped.

At this point, she had led Hal to the center of a large arena that was littered with vestiges of battles... Bloody battles.