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Prismatic Sovereign's Legacy

'Survive...Anasthasia' Keeps on repeating her mind. She found herself in the unknown future, will she be able to handle the tough adventure? WPC Gold Tier winner: Am I Too Strong? Anasthasia, the last known Prismatic Legatee, discerned the legacy as nothing but a curse. She came a long way until she built her empire, the Prismatic Empire. But things went far worse as she got caught from the flames of war. After a decade of war, Anasthasia, the empress of one of the prominent empires and the strongest human ever recorded in the known history of this world, found herself in a dire situation. Clinging to the one sliver of hope, Anasthasia soon trapped herself in eternal ice, but when the ice broke down, she found herself in an unknown place and era. Anasthasia torn between her cursed legacy and the future of humanity; whatever the case, she must make her decision. =======================================This is a long-term project of mine that would last up to 7 volumes. The first volume would be around 220 chapters. Please expect for the rest of the volumes. Have fun! Thank you so much Emperor Sgui Sgui for the cover! As always, its very beautiful! If you want to know more, please reach out to her, (turtleboiii#4991) in discord!

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Her Malevolent Side

Elliot shuffled his way to the slightly ajar door that led to his bed-chamber. Upon opening it wide, his eyes greeted the group of butlers clamoring around with heaps of clothes in their embrace while some had folded and hung by the stand and spare table.

But they took a stop as soon as his presence popped afore them, making them greet and bow in unison.

For a while, he went silent, casually gazing at them but gave his word to continue what they had to do for the day.

'This room had never been so busy in a long time. Is this part of her preparation for today's event?' He thought, taking a glance to the side, a subtle halo formed from the blinding curtains that fluttered along with the morning breeze.

He affixed his hand, partially covering his face. His eyes welcomed the bright hues 

"Welcome back, Young master." Another butler strode towards him, and gave a curt bow afterwards. "We have fully prepared the bath for you."