Paul_Okito

"When the sky weeps and the stars vanish, the child of two bloods shall rise. And with his choice, the world shall either fall... or be reborn."

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The heavens trembled as gods waged war, shattering the balance of the world below. With Olympia in chaos, the orcs seized their chance, rising against elves, humans, and dwarves in a brutal conquest.

Amid the divine struggle, Ragon—son of Zeus and an Olympian god—found himself betrayed. Unable to overthrow Zeus, the gods turned their wrath on his demigod son, striking him down before he could ascend to true godhood. But death was not the end.

His spirit, on the brink of divinity wandered the mortal realm until it found an unlikely vessel—a slain noble child whose adopted father, an Elven overlord, had infused his body with forbidden magic, granting him  unnatural longevity. Seizing the opportunity, Ragon took over the child's body, determined to reclaim his power, defy fate, and carve his own path among gods and mortals alike.

The Noble Blood

It was evening inside a dimly lit prison chamber. Faint light flickered against the damp stone walls, barely illuminated by a single purple crystal embedded in the ceiling.

The purple crystal wasn't only to aid a little light, it also acted as a suppressor, dampening the abilities of anyone trapped inside the prison.

Thick iron bars reinforced with runes lined the room, ensuring that even a powerful individuals wouldn't escape.

The cell was newly renovated which was inside the training grounds, designed to contain even commander-level individuals.

Ragon had used knowledge from the ancient manuals he recovered from the ruin, combined with what little he remembered from Olympia, to be able to create the perfect prison.

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