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.) 
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Monarch of Slaughter

Elizleta's words hung in the tense air, her voice carrying the weight of her emotions. "He is my half-brother, Yurulene," she explained, her eyes never leaving Aragon's. "My father sent him here to protect me."

Aragon's piercing gaze shifted from Yurulene to Elizleta, a moment of consideration in his eyes. Then, he spoke with a voice as unyielding as the blade he held, "What if I did kill him?"

"But killing him would just give him peace." As he said, he moved towards Yurulene and slashed his sword, instantly cutting his right wrist and his sword hand.

Blood sprayed from Yurulene's severed hand as he cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground. Elizleta's eyes widened in horror, realizing the severity of Aragon's actions.

Kneel before me