Imperial God Emperor Novels & Stories

Enforcers lead their own crews, my warriors & muscle. The Shadows work separately. Surveillance. Infiltration. Intelligence. They report to me alone. Even the Omegas evolved — Quartermasters, Ciphers, Fixers. Logistics and information win wars just as surely as claws. “Alright, chaos,” I murmur under my breath, “Let’s see what you’re planning today,"

With the increase in strength, he was able to repel his arms away from my grip. "You are an Evil Spirit!" I recalled. Oren smiled, and introduced himself, "I'm Imperator Nero Cladius Divi Claudius filius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, the Black Emperor of Ancient Rome." "Wait, the infamous emperor known for murdering his step-brother Britannicus, with whom he was meant to relinquish power, and proceeding via his wife Octavia, whom he abandoned for his mistress, Poppeaea?" Sahra recited. "Why does he look so proud, being seen as a bad guy in Roman History is definitely not a good thing. I personally don't want people to know," Gwyneth said.

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."

The eldest senior brother of the Holy Sect didn't think there was anything to say about someone who was about to become a thing of the past. "You..." The emperor was furious, but it was difficult for him to put on a brave front in the end. "Why should I abdicate?" The emperor asked. That's right. If he could become the emperor just because he was good at fighting, he shouldn't be the emperor. It wasn't the Eldest Senior Brother's turn to sit as well. "I am the reincarnation of an Immortal from heaven!" The eldest senior brother of the Holy Sect said. Hearing this, the emperor of the Holy Kingdom just sneered!

Whilst I was reading the report files on the information’s that has been gathered by the tortured and interrogated Assassin from the Spider. One thing that that stood out to me, and it has been bothering me quite a lot, like wood splinter under my skin. The fact that why the Emperor himself ordered his assassin to go an fetch him the Troll King Blood. The Emperor Sladin Kobul the 5th, Emperor of the Battle Star Empire, in his early days he was known to be battle maniac that waged war in order to measure his power and strength, whilst expanding his empire. A ruthless man, not the brightest, but he was surrounded by his capable ministers, supporters and many nobles. Not to mention he was an im

could someone explain this to me and how did I revive and get reincarnated at this Era? Zelia look at the Emperor, "How about you?" "1500 years old."He said nonchalantly making her face even more unexplainable. "You're my great great great great great greatest grandfather?! I see, you're already an old man."She smirked while pointing her forefinger at him making his expressionless face frowned. The Emperor grabbed her waist and push her to the king bed size bed. The Emperor look at Reves and Mae like he is signalling them to leave their room and they receive his signal.

People say he’s a myth. “You look scared, princess.” His voice snaps me out of it. I glance around. The speakeasy is thinning out. Only a few attendants remain, too attentive, too still. Watching. “The Godfather, Dominic Ventura?” I ask. “You thought he was a myth?” Zavier’s smirk turns colder. “He’s not.” I follow his line of sight.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

He corrected. "Yes, of course, you are." "According to the book of Gods. Throne Gods are the strongest. One of them is the 4th seat, Dragon. The God of Truth! He knows all the Truth!" She explained. "You mean anything?" He asked. "Yes..." Then Jackolsha continued... "Emperor Dragon is different than other Gods. We call him emperor as he is the strongest. He knows all the truth. Your weakness and so on. No one can defy him. He is also called as deception..."

“You launched the attack, but you’re hiding. Are you a gopher that cannot be exposed to light? Get your a** over here!” That voice sneered. “Ridiculous. Only a few in the universe dare call themselves the Emperor. Do you think a divine emperor can do so? Who dares to call himself an emperor unless he is the king of the gods? You really brag shamelessly!” That woman’s voice did not sound cold, but it was incomparably grating in the Eastern Emperor’s ears as if a slap in the face. From ascending order, the cultivation level beyond the deity tier was Incarnate Deity, False Deity, Heavenly Deity, Divine Monarch, Divine Emperor, and Divine Sovereign.