The Conqueror From A Dying Kingdom Novels & Stories

“Of course I did. Because your father lacked vision. And because you, Amara, were born not just to lead — but to conquer.” “Spare me your sermon.” “No sermon,” he said quietly. “Just legacy.” Luca moved closer, weapon raised, but Dante didn't even flinch. The room was eerily silent. No guards. No alarms. Just candlelight and old blood woven into the stone beneath their feet. “Where are your men?” Luca asked. “Gone.” “Dead?” Dante turned his gaze on him slowly. “Would you stay if you knew the kingdom was about to fall?”

It was winter, and the chieftain had caught a serious illness from the cold wind. He was the only healer in the tribe, so he went to hunt an animal to get its bones and fat to make medicine for the chieftain. Somehow, the lion tribe had discovered him. A fierce battle had followed. Sean had returned seriously injured, and without the medicine, he had only lasted less than a month before dying from infection. However, the lion tribe did not get away with that unscathed. Sean had killed more than ten of their young warriors. The two tribes became enemies from then on.

And he starts laughing. “My death doesn’t matter,” he says, blood already bubbling up out of his lips. “You’ve already surrendered the crown. Lycan rule is over.” Alexander towers over Coltain, regarding him calmly, almost pityingly. Only I know the pain from the silver disintegrating his skin beneath his battle gear is slowly eating at him. I can feel it through our bond. “I did surrender the crown,” Alexander concedes. “And I shall equally kill anyone else who tries to hold me to it.”

"All hail the Death lord! All hail the Death lord! All hail the Death lord!" The crowds chanted as they welcomed the Death lord and the Soilders as they threw flowers on top while hailing them with happiness and jubilation in their heart. The people of Narlands were happy that one of their enemies land has finally been conquered. Two years ago when the people of Darkards invaded the southern parts of Narlands, Diana wasn't the governor then, it was her father and he died while protecting the land. It was Diana who had conquered them fighting with all her might to make sure to secure the southern parts before reinforcement came.

I feel her hand getting loose on mine and the rod instantly falls on the ground, creating a loud sound behind it, overpowering Ben's shouts of pain for a millisecond. I didn't have the energy to hold that rod anymore. I feel her presence moving away and I stagger back. The only sound I could hear was the whimper erupting through Ben's mouth. “What is happening here?" Isaac. That was the last thing I heard before darkness consumed me. I hate this family and the people in it. I hope I can run away and be successful this time.

Robin replied getting very curious about what was so special about this The Conquest List. "The Conquest List is a game Evans, Joe, Miller and I play every six months. We tabulate the number of girls we have slept with in the last six months and the person with the highest number gets to win whatever he wants. We also bet on girls and how long it would take to bed them." "What? You're so disgusting. How could you be playing such a disgusting game? Who owns this avatar called AXY?" Robin frowned, feeling sick after hearing what he said.

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy…but it didn’t feel like mercy.

he wheezed, the words thick and wet with the copper taste of his own lungs. I threw my head back and laughed, the sound echoing through the trees—mocking, sharp, and cruel. "With what strength, Rune? The whole world is currently watching me tear the life out of the Conqueror. I am the successor. I am the new legend. And when I’m finally done with you, I’ll be the one holding the girl."

He was the King of the Dead! At that moment, Hansel walked forward slowly and presented the King of Death’s Cauldron. “Your Majesty, Lord Kenny did not manage to capture the eight Oracles alive, but he managed to trap them in the King of Death’s Cauldron. He also trapped the elite warriors from various sects of The Nine Continent.” Lord Kenny was standing behind Hansel and looked nervous. The King of Death took the King of Death’s Cauldron and looked at Lord Kenny. “I found the right person. You have done this task well. Lord Kenny, I order you to send your army to conquer all the continents! All the elite warriors are trapped in the King of Death’s Cauldron, so this is the perfect opportuni