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Aragon, a village-born boy with exceptional swordsmanship skills, discovers his lineage as a descendant of a legendary swordsman. He embarks on a quest to conquer challenges, unravel old secrets, and face dark forces. Along the way, he forges alliances, inspires hope, and confronts personal trials. As he navigates political intrigue and battles for the throne, Aragon's journey becomes a path of self-discovery and the true meaning of power. 

(The characters in this story and everything is wholly fictional.18+ and also it may contain some adult and mature content. And it is a completely fictional and imaginary world in which the events of the story take place.) 
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Monarch of Slaughter

Aragon had launched his attack, which was sucking his mana from his body like a parasite. He was focused on the technique, which he perfectly executed.

The moment he unleashed it, energy in the form of an arc of red light shot out from his sword, but this time it was really long. It emerged from the sword of Aragon and moved in the direction of that man. As it was moving, the air in its path was being warped, and fissures formed in the empty air.

A deafening roar filled the air as the power within him surged outward through his sword, shaking the ground beneath his feet and rattling nearby objects with its sheer force. Cracks appeared around the ceiling of the cave as it trembled with tremors. The force of his strike was so immense that it seemed to tear through the fabric of reality itself. The air crackled with energy. The attack was made with energy derived from Aragon.

Aragon's strike