A Kingdom Of Ruin 소설 & 이야기

“Witness the end of balance. Witness the birth of something eternal.” The ground beneath me rose, lifting me high above the chasm as pillars of black stone erupted upward, forming a throne forged from the bones of the world itself. I sat upon it. King of ruin. King of what comes after. Far away, I felt Aria scream. I felt Kaelen’s rage explode outward, his power surging violently in response, clashing uselessly against the tide. Too late. Even if they stopped me now, the damage was done. The underworld was open.

The kingdom had been brought to naught. Everyone and all the infrastructures of the kingdom of Muzagah had been destroyed. Charred ruins wafted grey smokes in the air. The carnage was a tragedy and a horrid sight to behold. The Motherland was littered with thousands of filthy corpses. Still intertwined together, they strode slowly on, making their way through the bodies; scanning about the corpses to identify their relative’s faces.

King Henry Pov When their vehicle drove away, it was as if the palace had lost its vitality due to the departure of my daughter and grandson, who added color to the palace. I don't know if I'll be happy or if everything will go back to the way it was when they left me alone in that palace and I couldn't find my eldest son Rhys Ephraim until today.

I tried to ignore the warmth of his chest against my back, the way his scent—cedar and starlight—seemed to calm my racing heart despite everything. When we finally stopped, I understood why he’d gone quiet. The castle before us was a ruin. Towers had collapsed into rubble, their stones scattered like broken teeth. Walls that must have once gleamed white were stained with something dark that looked suspiciously like old blood. Gardens sprawled in wild tangles of thorns and dead roses, as if life itself had fled this place. “What happened here?” I whispered, my anger momentarily forgotten in the face of such desolation. “I did.” Kael dismounted, then lifted me down with careful hands. His voic

Prologue I: World Introduction This is a tale of Altruon, a magnificent kingdom from a world apart. Positioned comfortably in the south on the mid-eastern plate of Caldor, the kingdom of Altruon has seen much success throughout its time under the reign of a long line of benevolent and virtuous kings. The kings of Altruon are spoken of throughout the lands of Caldor for their fiery conviction and heroic exploits. Long have these kings reigned from Pyre, and there is a light that burns for their just and glorious governance, a flame of promise for the continuance of righteous rule.

The arrival of people from Hill presented a glimmer of hope amidst the devastation, a potential beacon of survival. Left behind, I grappled with the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen Hill. The once-thriving Kingdom was probably now in ruins, its people scattered and broken. The sorrow in Rebecca and Ellis's eyes reflected the collective grief of a kingdom torn apart by forces beyond our control.

“But I guess trouble already finds you interesting- judging from how the most feared Dominions in the academy have their eyes on you. One wants to kill you. One protected you, and you fell on one’s feet.” She pauses as if contemplating if to say something, then- “Talking about the one you rolled onto his feet, do your very best to stay away from him. His name is Xaden Draven incase you aren’t aware.” My chest immediately plummets. But that isn’t only what I feel- A scent slips into my lungs like smoke, curling through my senses, wrapping around my mind in a way that makes my steps falter. My head turns before I can stop myself.