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But as I looked closely, I could see them watching us carefully. ‘There..no..we are trapped in here. There is no way we could get past them.’ I gulped in some air, as the one with the horizontal plume began to speak. “Welcome to the Makedon Empire. You visitors have been as some of you are no doubt aware have been enslaved by us. The lawful subjects of his Imperial Highness, Emperor Alexander IV. We are members of the Imperial central army, V Legion. You are now soldiers in the newly formed slave corps. Your job is simple. Attack and kill what we tell you to. However, for you the Imperial Emperor has given you all one divine blessing. If you fight and win ten battles. You will no longer be s

"Strider and the others won't be able to defeat him, but War Legate Draco is still at Enigma City. We'd be exposing ourselves to the outlanders if we go there now. “I believe the emperor is like Strider. They both gained powers thanks to the Isle 416 meteorites. "What are you saying, sir?" Sylvia asked. "Whatever problem it may be, there’s always a solution. Strider and Remy are currently fighting the man, so just stand down for now. After all, it won’t be easy for a remnant of the past to defeat someone of the present. It’s a shame the emperor isn’t very bright." Jerome pointed at his head.

“I'll meet you back here before dinner." Hermione doesn’t follow me, thankfully. The last thing I want to do is to get my little angel in trouble with him too. He is cruel, heartless, and not human. He lurks these halls with a watchful eye, reading to punish whoever steps beyond his laws. We call him the Moon. He doesn't have another name. Whether he is a conscious entity or not, we don't know, but what I do know, is that he had a large library built right in the centre of this manor. I'm thankful for it, and it is often a reprieve from the repetitive life here.

“The moon goddess. If there’s anything she hates more than us it’s the gods. She despises gods. The only time she acknowledged our existence was when she formed an army of wolves to fight the gods and protect mankind. She will choose mankind over the gods for life. After the battle, she discarded us like rotten potatoes and left us at the mercy of unforgiving mankind. Mankind is now taking its revenge by enslaving us.” The emperor’s voice interrupted him before he could say more. “No, we shall not stoop so low as to cut down the descendants of the gods after all what use would that be?” he had an evil smile on his face as he turned to the people. “Why don’t we let them give us good entertain

Would I be able to live sanely after seeing this? I placed my hand on the rough wall and continued walking, ignoring every sensation that I was receiving from stepping on the dead. I didn't want to know what I was stepping on. My brain still came up with answers. I wanted to be numb. "It wasn't real," I told myself, "It was fictional." "What isn't real?" His voice was sepulchrally deep and resonant, carrying an underlying grim tone. "Is it you or me?" My eyes snapped open. The man before me was none other than Dante Scheledrus Wyrm, the future villainous emperor, himself. The sword that he used to kill me last time was hanging on his waist. He was watching me with his same emotionless dark e

He stood motionless, jaw clenched, hands curled into fists by his side, as if holding himself back from something—he wasn’t sure what. "No human can be a god," she whispered, her voice soft yet unflinching. "And neither can you. But I see you as something more than a man who gave me food or shelter. You didn’t just save my life, Mr. Kang… you gave me a reason to live it. And that’s enough of a reason for me to die for you.” Her voice trembled at the end, and still, she bowed her head, wiping her tears. That final act—so simple, so human—pierced through the armor he had worn for years.

Locked them away. Sweat slid down my neck. My breathing steadied. Minutes passed. Or hours. I did not know. A voice outside the door made my eyes snap open. “Prepare Prince Lior.” Another voice answered. “The carriage to the Tyrant Emperor leaves at dawn.” Silence. I stared toward the door. Then slowly… I smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. “Ragnar,” I murmured. The Blood Tyrant. The monster emperor. The man this body had feared so much he chose death.

The Sun Emperor was getting closer to the battlefield, his face looking completely gloomy as he saw the battlefield filled with a pungent smell, blood, and corpses everywhere. BOOOMMMMM As lightning struck, the Sun Emperor saw a terrifying figure of enormous size, smiling as it looked down at all the corpses below. Suddenly, the Sun Emperor felt his whole body shiver with fear, and not without reason, for he saw not a single living creature on the battlefield. He also did not see any fighting on the battlefield, which was enough to make him realize that all the troops from his world had been wiped out. Not only him, but the ancestors and powerful people of the Sun Empire also knew the situat