To Rule Them All の小説・ストーリー

“One government will pass, another will come. But they will only rule according to our guide. They might be the ruler's people. But in reality, we are the ones ruling. They can't go against us. Our word will be final.” He stepped closer, his voice low and deep. "We will live among humans. Learn their ways. Use their machines, their technology. Mix it with our power. Imagine the kind of rule we can create. We can live for centuries. They only live for decades. That is our advantage. We can rule for as long as we want" Rowan’s eyes sparkled with new understanding. A slow, wicked smile crept across her lips. "You're right," she whispered. "You’re so right. We’ve been thinking too small. Why onl

Another said, a small crowd had now gathered eagerly waiting to hear what exactly was happening. Mrs Philip rushed down the stairs after having been informed that the king himself was in the company of the elders in her home. She slowly adjusted her dress to appear more proper. Slowly bowing “Greetings to you head alpha, my elders it’s a pleasure to have you in our home,” she said proceeding to sit beside her husband with her head still bowed as a sign of respect. “We come bearing good news, and I hope it will be accepted by you and your kinsmen” the king spoke with a calm yet dominant voice “ I am looking for a new wife. As you all know our late Luna died without leaving the kingdom and hei

“Do you not see? This world belongs to me now.” Rael stepped forward. “This world does not belong to you.” His voice was steady, his eyes burning with an unshakable fire. “It belongs to the people. And I will see it freed.” Sienna’s gaze flickered toward him, and something unreadable passed across her face. Then, she laughed. “You think claiming a crown makes you worthy of ruling?” Her expression darkened. “You’re nothing more than a child playing at kingship.” Rael did not flinch. Instead, he lifted his sword, and in response, the mark of his lineage ignited with golden fire. A radiant glow pulsed from the blade, cutting through the dark mist that Sienna had conjured.

Slowly, he knelt. “I accept,” he said, voice steady—but the bond trembled violently. Elder Kaelen lifted his staff one final time. “These are the pillars of the new rule. May balance be restored, and may the Moon guide our Alpha.” Applause broke out across the hall. Cheers. Howls. Celebration. But my eyes were only on Damien. My protector. The man who was once meant to rule. Soon after, the Spiritfang stepped forward, his staff in hand. He struck the floor once, commanding the attention and focus of the hall to shift to him.

I subconsciously rushed to the door, my hand already gripping the cold doorknob. I was already running the rescue procedures in my head. I could break down that door in 15 seconds as long as I used my breaching tools. I was just about to turn the doorknob when I recalled Mom's wailing from the phone call, condemning me for being a disgrace to the family. I also remembered the image of the formal reprimand notice vividly, along with Tanya's message in the group chat about teaching a lesson to those who abused their power through their positions.

Still, I felt very happy right now, and I no longer cared about anything else, not even Rocco or Emilia. I heard how miserable life was for them. Rocco ended up dying alone in a rented place, still clutching a photo of me. As for Emilia, she was found dead on a street filled with other homeless people, having overdosed on drugs. The two of them were just obstacles in this game of life. If they wanted to play with me, they should've considered whether or not they could keep up with me in the first place. After all, I was the real queen in this game and in life.

"Because when I'm with you, I feel something I haven't felt in years. You make me want to be better. To try harder. To actually live instead of just exist." "Richard..." "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But I think we could be something amazing if you'll give us a chance." She closes her eyes, and I can see the war happening inside her. Logic versus desire. Safety versus risk. When she opens her eyes again, the decision is made. "Okay." "Okay?" "Let's try this. Whatever this is. But we have rules." "Name them." "No one can know at work. Complete professionalism when we're in the office."

However, every time you reach a major realm, you must fulfill 'Heavenly Dao Level' conditions. After reading the talent description, Sebastian fell into silence for a few seconds, then he was ecstatic! Never did he expect that his talents would change after his rebirth, and "Defying Fate" was an unbeatable talent! Although it offered not just benefits but also risks, for Sebastian, it was nothing he couldn't handle. Great opportunities come with great risks. If he didn't have the heart to face these challenges, he might as well not have been reborn. "The talent has been granted to you. Now you must choose your appearance."

Try to use me. Let them. Let them all come. I’d win. I’d survive. I’d rule. And they? They’d kneel. One by one. Even him. Especially him.

A problem that all of us will have to cooperate with each other to solve. He sighed, the weight of their reality crashing back down around him. The temporary truce, the blissful oblivion of their bodies joining, was over. The war was still waiting. "After we get rid of her," he agreed, his voice hardening with resolve. "Then, I can refocus my attempts at dethroning the damn Obsidian Ridge royalty." The word hung between them. Royalty, he spat the word like a curse. A title for their enemies that made them sound untouchable, ordained. But Thomas knew the truth. They were just men, men who had built their empire on blood and lies.