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It was cold and calculating. And then he moved. He was a blur, faster than any man should, or could be. One moment, he stood several paces away and the next, his hand was wrapped around Cade's throat. He lifted his bulky form from the ground as though he weighed nothing. Cade gasped as he struggled for breath. The herb he clutched tightly slipped from his fingers and tumbled to the ground as he grasped onto the emperor's fingers. “You forget who I am,” the emperor growled, eyes glowing with dark shadows. “I am the great emperor of the seven kingdoms who united them with my sweat and blood. I am the sovereign ruler and now I have moved beyond the realm of mere mortals. I am the ultimate one.”

What will happen when the one they control becomes the one they can’t control? Get ready for chapter 10

This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power. ⸻ **BOOK TWO — CHAPTER ONE “The Blood Between Realms”** (approx. 600–650 words) The realm trembled all night. Not from battle. Not from Malik’s fury pulsing through the stone corridors. Not from the Underworld pounding at invisible gates. It trembled because of the child.

The emperor growls in frustration, his brilliant blue eyes spark with anger. “For years, you have been taking people who defy me under your care and custody. That alone is treason,” the emperor says in a deep voice. “Give her to me and leave with dignity. She’s too innocent for this life of running you’re putting her through. You never asked her permission before making her part of your Deviant Splinters.” But my dad won’t budge. He growls deeply, anger erupting as he shifts under the energy of the full moon and launches an attack on the emperor. His sharp claws sink into the emperor’s chest.

Retaliation had followed courage. Which meant the next chapter would not be about persuasion. It would be about endurance. And endurance, unlike control, could not be taken away. Only chosen. The fall had begun to accelerate. Not with noise. But with resistance finally brave enough to show itself. And once visible, it would not survive long.

That is to prove himself as a Dragon Emperor. . . . Volume 6: Invading Insects is now finished with this chapter. Thanks for all the support and please continue watching for the next volume shall be a climax of this story. Volume 7: Rise of A Dragon Emperor.

Then proceeding to properly fixed his posture sitting in the bed as he leaned his back on the walls laying his feet on his soft comfortable bed 'I knew from the start when I've read this book, our empire was already bound to ruins because we were never really free from the ruined empire Mestia who owned the empire first. That's why the reason that this book is being destroyed in the first place is because it can lead to mass confusion as well as history distortion' He thought as he rested his head leaning it on the wall with his upper body against it covering his lower body with his blanket as he resumed reading the book

he said as a way of alerting her that he was there. Talking without announcing his presence was one of the things that Emperor Claus regretted right at that moment. Not only did Emery let out a scream but the book she was reading vanished from her hands and went flying towards his direction. The ending? It hit him right in the face. With the book’s spine landing on his forehead and nose, his vision went blurry for a moment, causing him to stagger down. Emery, on the other hand, could hear nothing but the deafening beats of her heart because she was not just caught red-handed but she was caught by the emperor himself. Running away would make her actions even more questionable so she pulled he

He drew his broken claymore, the rune-etched steel catching the first light of the morning sun. "And the rest of the world?" he asked. "The rest of the world can wait," I said. "We have a family to protect. And a son who needs to learn that in this world, you are either the Architect or the scrap." I walked back into the Kremlin, the heavy doors hissing shut behind me. The silence returned, but it wasn't the silence of peace. It was the silence of a kingdom being born from the ash. The war with the stars was a prologue. The real story was just beginning. And with 112 chapters ahead of us, the world was going to learn that the Architect didn't just build grids.

The convoy surged forward in a tidal wave of roaring engines, flames, headlights, and men riding straight toward hell. Ashley didn’t look back. None of them did. Tonight was the beginning of the end. And the Steel Vipers were coming.