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Ruler of Iron and Flesh

Inian shook his head, "I know I couldn't. It's a rush, but I couldn't stay in constant danger for my entire life. I know that I can survive and be fine with you at my side, but eventually, I will need a quiet job." Marc sighed, "I get it. I think that I may want to do this for the rest of my life. It's great money, fun, and I get to fly around on a ship! I had just hoped maybe hoped that you would enjoy this as much as I did, and we could stay doing this for the rest of our lives." When his friend joins a mercenary group, Inian has only one choice: to go with him. With nations at war fighting for land that giant monsters roam, Inian must find his place in the world. Hearing an echo of a voice saying that he is destined to rule with enormous power, what will he do with this knowledge? Will he protect himself and his family while keeping the peace? Or will he destroy the world instead? Will his son, Alaric face the same questions? Follow them on their journey and watch as one becomes the Ruler of Iron and Flesh!

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The Beginning Of A Legend

Alaric landed a few thousand meters away from the small town to where Mulok and Ethan were located. He dropped to the ground with a huge *thud*.

Alaric took off his mask and let out a gasp of air, "aaahhhh, I think that went very well! The townsfolk were genuinely shocked, just like you said they would be Ethan. Why do I have to wear this silly mask, though?"

Ethan was smiling, "it'll help when we're starting to create a legend. The mask will add a sense of ambiguity and will get people talking more. You will be like an angel meant to save the world once the word starts spreading. Besides, I think the mask makes you look really cool! Also, start wearing this," Ethan added.

Alaric sighed when Ethan pulled out a jet black scarf and cloak. The cloak went down to his feet and matched the black boots he was already wearing.