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 faces the truths and secrets of his family. 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

In the heart of the bustling city, amidst the clamour of the streets and the ceaseless flow of people, Aragon and Ariade traversed through the labyrinthine pathways, their footsteps echoing against the cobblestone pavement.

The young king, flanked by a retinue of guards, walked alongside Aragon, his gaze flitting about the surroundings with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.

As it was night, there weren't many present in the streets, and the way was being cleared by the gaurds in front.

The vendors and the people were bowing to the king, paying respects to whoever came across them.

Aragon, ever the enigmatic figure, seemed lost in thought as they ventured further into the heart of the city. His brow furrowed in contemplation, and he turned to Ariade with a question, a serious expression crept up his face.

Make me a sword