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The life of the son of a nobleman was not as happy as others could think. With a loving but always away father, a mother who had forgotten about his existence, and a brother too busy learning to become the next heir, Rohan had the habit to live alone. 

One day, he decided he had enough and chose to live in the secondary mansion of the family, accompanied by his butler and some guards. Since his goal was to become a Warrior to follow the path of his father, he chose to train with the guards each morning when he was only 10 years old. Followed years of training, until the day to become a warrior, a mana user, had finally come. 

But it was only the beginning of his story, and even though it was easy to understand that he was a genius in the warrior path, life, was truly never easy.

Follow the tales of Rohan, roaming a world of magic populated of many races as he learn the hard way about them all. About the darkness of the humans; the haughtiness of the elves; the greediness of the dwarves; the craziness of the orcs; the shrewdness of the goblins; the deviousness of the demons; the foolishness of all living beings.

Follow his journey as he became the Master of Uradan, a world of demons that only he could go as he will, and as he become the most powerful warrior and the most terrifying wizard of the whole world.

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The Master of Uradan

In the far north of the continent, where humans didn't have any right, a tempest was preparing to explode.


At the frontier between the largest human empire and the orc lands, was Carion Pass. It was a large stronghold surrounded by tall cliffs, completely closing off one of the only entrances separating the two races.


It was a place hard to attack and easy to defend, and this pass had lived through countless battles against the orcs. After the peace between the two races, a long time had passed since the stronghold had seen the last shed of blood. A too long time.


One of the young warriors was walking on the wall, bored to death. There has been no incident since he had been guarding the stronghold, and he couldn't help but grow lazy. As he walked along the rampart, he crossed the path with another guard, and for a short time, they started to speak together.


Chapter 159: Assault of Carion Pass