Emperor Kuzco Novels & Stories

A large warship had been quite close to the mainland of Shamo. The ship is led by the figure of a handsome man with a Phoenix bird tattoo on his back. He was the Emperor, whose real name was Zhu Qiu, Lord of the Southern Continent. For hundreds years, Zhu Qiu had lived in fear. He was afraid that Xing Long would appear and take revenge after he, Fang Bai, and Xuan Wu ravaged the Star Continent and killed Princess Diao Chang and her grandfather.

"I don't understand. You're the Emporer's brother." Suddenly, Javier hit me with a burst of decadent laughter. The musical noise enraptured me for a moment, watching his lips turn upward in amusement. "Not quite. Cyrus is my younger brother, but I'm a bastard, conceived by a handmaiden, not a consort. I don't even live in the Huaca." He paused. "But I love my brother. And we take care of each other. I see what he deals with every day. I wouldn't want it even if I was handed the golden key."

He nodded at Theodore as he spoke but immediately frowned the moment our eyes met. "Emperor Peralez awaits your visit," he scoffed, leading both of us inside the palace. The last time I was here was to see the infamous corpse princess. It was well known that the empress tried to murder her but failed due to her invulnerability. I was intrigued to the point I had to see the child myself. Twenty years had passed since I last saw her, and if she's still alive, I intend to have her as my bride.

The sky lit up like high noon, blinding and majestic. "Verdant Emperor's Fist of Nature!" Chase's presence was cold and regal. As his fist surged forward, it felt like the mountains, rivers, and forests themselves rose to follow him. A brilliant green wave of power clashed into the blinding white. "Well played! Let me see your full Five Emperors Warlord Fist, Chase!" the Pope shouted with excitement. The King of Dasovia bore the name of Chase Cook. The name alone dripped with authority.

"I would never hold the offspring of someone guilty for the parent's sin. Besides, Her Majesty is a survivor too. We have that in common." An idea struck Alaron, and for a moment he forgot his sullen mood. "Wait aren't you and the Empress distant cousins too?" he asked Devrim. The Emperor held out his hands. "We were supposedly very distant cousins on Aurora's father's side, but I have found no records to indicate this is true. Chief Zan believes that Emperor Elias saw me begging from his palace balcony, and made up an excuse about family to set me up with an education and money."

“Surely even you understand the concern, Your Grace. The King’s sudden attachment to an unidentified human woman while simultaneously withdrawing from governance is… alarming.” Human. The word landed strangely. Maximus Valencia with another human woman. Christopher Stratford once told me what happened in Cusco. The King standing in a hospital corridor as though the world had collapsed quietly around him. A man too powerful to grieve openly and too devastated to pretend he had not been broken. Over the years I saw the consequences from a distance. The hardening of his rule. The colder judgments. The way mercy became less frequent in rooms where his name was spoken.

Santi eloquently said but everyone could see that he did not bowed his head. King Vicente IX stared at the impudent man in front of him. If it was the others, he would rebuke them from their brutish behavior. But who was the man in front of him? He was Duke Ysmael Santi de Ivrea−the one who single-handedly annihilated his late father while he was still a child. Santi was the one who chose his half-brother as the new king who would govern the entirety of the Moren Empire−which was now called as the Azenla Empire.

said Ezekiel with a thin chilling grin. Even though the man was joking, he was watching everyone's reactions, seeing if anyone dared to laugh. Axias Euclase, the last Emperor of the Euclase Imperial Continent died when he was young. But as the Crown Prince, he still couldn't ascend the throne for a reason only the imperial elders knew. Instead of advancing to Emperor, Ezekiel had to prove himself capable as the new Dragon Emperor, or he would be replaced by another mysterious heir—who had never been seen by anyone, but had immense backing.

My political influence changed again when I became pregnant with my second child and soon gave birth to another very healthy son. Having two sons for the emperor gave the entire empire confidence that the line of succession is secure. Despite Prince Kin’s women giving birth to a few sons as well at that point, it was clear that the line of succession will continue in Ren’s branch of the family, much to the dowager empress’s joy.

“It takes around six months to get from Tuhai to Uzhor if the winds are strong. Less if you are flying on a griffin.” “Griffins?” Eude asked. “If I am not mistaken, Emperor Eurus conquered all the kingdoms on Tuhai about forty years ago with the help of the griffins. The Kasal Empire was formed a year after the fall of the last kingdom,” Rhobart explained. “What are you doing so far from home?”