Shuvo_Sen

Born into imprisonment, Michael Rose hails from a family that once held the imperial throne but faced defeat in the last major war, leading to their confinement. At the tender age of five, Michael and his family attempted to flee, yet only he succeeded in escaping the clutches of imprisonment.

Witness the unfolding journey of our hero as he seeks revenge for his family's plight and navigates the challenges that lie ahead, determined to reclaim his family's honor and bring an end to his compelling saga.

History And War Of Parallel World

As fresh insight about the statement of war contacted me, the heaviness of obligation chose my shoulders. The ideal opportunity for strategy had passed; presently, the destiny of Sixa laid on the approaching clash. I required a gathering with my confided in consultants.

"Set up the soldiers, assemble the partners. We walk in seven days."

The camp clamored with action as fighters prepared their weapons, ships were checked for stability, and the cannon project went through its last changes. In the midst of the coordinated confusion, Sela moved toward me.

"Tommy, the unease is overwhelming. Might it be said that we are prepared for this?"

"We must choose between limited options. We battle to safeguard our home. The gun will be our key to triumph."

In existence in the wake of death, I looked as strains raised between Rrate Domain and the Rritin Realm. My penance had made way for a conflict that could reshape the district. However, as I noticed, an unforeseen curve unfurled.

After seven days, our powers will enlist in Sir Michael Rose's military. John moved toward me, concern carved all over.

"Michael appears not entirely set in stone, however might we at any point trust him?"

"He's battling for his country, very much like us. We share a shared adversary now."

As the Rritin Realm arranged for war, I tracked down comfort in the natural hug of the war zone. Recollections of past triumphs powered my certainty, however underneath the bluster, a glint of uncertainty waited.

"Set up the armed forces, let them taste the could of Rritin!"

The excursion to the front line was loaded with expectation. Sela rode next to me, her demeanor a blend of stress and assurance.

"This war is a bet, Michael. Could it be said that we are ready for what comes straightaway?"

"We've come this far. Our goal is simply, and our purpose unfaltering. Triumph is standing by."

The combat zone extended before us, a material of looming struggle. The Rritin Domain's powers reflected our own, the two sides preparing for the tempest that would before long immerse them.

"Tommy, the gun is prepared for its most memorable test. It could turn the out progress."

"Allow it to be an encouraging sign."

As the principal conflict ejected, I remained close by, seeing the confusion unfurl. The sound of cannons, conflict of steel, and cries of fighters painted a grim scene of war.

"Michael, we can win this. We should."

During the most intense part of the conflict, a surprising partner arose. A group from the Rritin Realm, baffled with Lenin's initiative, moved toward us.

"We battle for a superior future, not a dictator's impulses."

A delicate coalition framed, modifying the direction of the contention.

Disloyalty stung as murmurs of contradiction arrived at my ears. In the midst of the disarray, I confronted a decision - adjust or disintegrate.

"Set up the stores. We'll pulverize any defiance inside our positions."

As the fight seethed on, the gun demonstrated its worth, destroying adversary lines. However, triumph stayed subtle. Franticness drove me to take a strong action.

"Tommy, prepared the hold troops. We strike at Lenin's heart."

Driving the save troops, I felt the heaviness existing apart from everything else. The destiny of Sixa remained in a precarious situation as we moved toward Lenin Rritin's fortification.

The last a conflict unfurled underneath the shadow of the palace walls. As cutting edges conflicted and guns thundered, I saw Michael face Lenin in a duel that would determine the conflict's end result.

Chapter:11 The War Start