Simple_Dynasty

I was clueless about the ways of the world, but I can supplement that with my ardent desire for knowledge.

I was powerless, but I now wield powers no mortal can hope to comprehend.

I was kind, but I learned ruthlessness is the only way to live in a world that wants my head. 

Generals, Kings, Emperors, and Gods are just some being who gained recognition but all of them like everyone else.

I am a being no one wanted to exist, I am a scourge, but I will rise and be revered by all.

And if they do not bend their knees? Their fates will be sealed underneath my feet.  

Kneel before the one who treads the Monstrous Path.


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Also, this is not Harem and will have a lot of gore and violence more so than Celestial Peak 

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Monstrous Path

It had been a long, long journey. I now grow tired of trying to find what it is that I truly want from what it is that I truly need.


My emotions are growing, my perception is changing and with that, my goals are changing.


Initially, I have two goals, to get out Blue Crown then live alone, and to find the identity of the one who killed Von, my father.


I am an organic being created with flesh and blood. The color of my blood is the same yet the hidden veins in me are not. I bend the law of this world, the Nine Mage Channels is now twelve, and I am not born out of a womb but from a tube.


How my flesh was created, how I was born, how I came to be. All of that is a mystery to me.


The act of procreation did not happen to form me. My whole being came from behind a glass, and numbers. And yet, despite all these facts I find don't find myself ever being lost at the thought.


Common sense does not apply to my being. At the moment, I question not who I am, or what I really am for I only see what I am.


I am the son of a beast, and the flesh of my father was partaken by humans. 


I am a being of glass, but my flesh and blood are real. 


I am the child of the unknown, yet I am the being of rationality. 


I control who I am, and I control my own fate. The pull of this world concerns me not but the future is outside my grasps.


Xir is thine name, it was given to me by my father. I find the world a fascinating world filled with black and white spots that result in the beautiful shade of gray. 


I will live in this world for my path is showing signs of solidification. 


And as I open my eyes. My eyes began to open, the darkness that I find myself as I remain unconscious slowly lifted.


And as I opened my eyes, I found my limbs restricted by iron shackling in a wide empty room where dozens of Seekers stood around, watching my every reaction. 


When I opened my eyes, I heard it, the resounding chimes of weapons. Swords, daggers, guns, wands, bows all of it were pointed at me. And that's just what I can see.


My neck can't move because even that is restricted. I am pinned on hard steel surfaced in an upright vertical position.


I tried opening my mouth and all of them were brought more to the edge. 


With this single reaction, I knew that I cannot manipulate Mana, or else I will die by their hands. Thus, I asked…


"Why am I detained? Have I done something wrong?"


I asked with a simple tone while still being completely aware of my situation.


A Seeker