D_RegalInsomniac

If you like this then you'd definitely love my new book [Picking Up Beautiful Girls In A post apocalyptic World!]. Please check it out!

Separated at a young age after losing both their parents in a car crash; these two brothers lived completely different lives and went through completely different experiences.

Now in a new world of elves, goblins and magic; and on opposing sides of a centuries old war, watch how they grow strong and fight new foes all in the hopes of gaining more power to take control over their own lives.

But the powers that be won't make things easy for them, nor will they be given power without a price....




Posting schedule: One chapter will be posted everyday at 12:00pm EMT.

Please leave your your thoughts and expectations in the comments section.....I really value them

This is a war novel, so there will be violence, explicit battles and the occasional blood and gore....Be forewarned.

Thanks for coming and I hope to see you in the review section.....


Update...
The new volume (volume 2) is going to take a few chapters to grt into the real fight scenes, and may be a bit slow at first, but I promise it's going to be spectacular to read as things even out.

P.S.That's only if you like blood and monsters ..

D_RegalInsomniac

My Brother Is A Warlord

Helga drew her sword out from the belly of a guard and cleaned it on her trousers. She looked at all the guards lying dead around her before turning her eyes towards the servants cowering in fear at the far side of the room.

She took a step closer to them, but she saw them flinch in fear and she stopped dead in her tracks.

'Why do I have to do this?' She thought while the grip on her sword tightened, 'What sort of mission is this?'

There was a whimper from a small child who was hiding alongside the servants at the corner and Helga felt her resolve weaken and break when she saw the child.

'I can't do this! I don't care what they say about me, I just can't do this!'

She sheathed her sword – much to the confusion of the slaves – and began walking out of the room.

"T-Thank you…" A timid voice spoke up from behind her, but she ignored the voice and continued walking.

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