Nate_Quinn

There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm.
Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were.
His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp.

Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign.

And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father.

Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is....

Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms.
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So this is an original novel and I am giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance.

The First twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote so please read till chapter 30 at least before deciding if it is not for you.
It really gets better quickly.

P.s The cover Is not mine

Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Phaedra was in a room with her arms folded beneath her breasts but she was not alone as her husband was seated with his head bowed.

The Devil Tribe was doing well at the moment, especially against the Dragon Clan but Gregor was still feeling the impact of his previous encounter with Hal. It was almost like an incessant injury that refused to heal and now he was confronting his wife on the fact that she appeared to be on Hal's side.

In the days leading to that incident, Gregor had already been picking up on signals that things were not as they seemed. He had been noting a change to the dynamic he used to have with his wife and things only got worse.

At the moment, they were not really having a conversation but rather just silently standing/sitting in the room together with tension thick and prevalent.

And then knocks sounded on the door...

Dutiful Sexual Assistant. R-18