Luciferjl

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.) 
NO NTR OR YURI

Monarch of Slaughter

Tall and commanding, she possessed eyebrows as sharp as swords and eyes that were long and narrow, reminiscent of a majestic phoenix. When her gaze rose, it exuded an imposing pressure that could make one tremble. Yet, when those eyes softened ever so slightly, a captivating charm enveloped her, transforming her countenance into something utterly enchanting. Despite her youth, she carried an air of maturity beyond her years as a woman of around twenty summers.

Her cold and unwavering gaze was fixed on the figure sprawled on the ground before her.

As the heavy doors creaked open, a man entered the courtyard, catching the attention of the formidable beauty.

Without even sparing a glance in his direction, she spoke in a cool and detached tone, as if unimpressed by his presence. "Well, what pleasure do I owe you for gracing me with your presence?"

Towards the palace