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Overlord of the Eternal Throne

Ezren Veyrion, the unrivaled Overlord of Eternal Kingdom, ruled with absolute power—until his sudden death in the real world. But when he awakens, he finds himself reincarnated inside the very game he once dominated, now a living, breathing reality.

Stripped of his empire and surrounded by enemies, Ezren sets out to reclaim his throne, gathering legendary warriors, ruthless commanders, and bewitching heroines under his banner. From shattered kingdoms to the depths of forbidden dungeons, he will stop at nothing to forge an empire that no god or mortal can defy.

But lurking in the shadows are forces that seek his downfall—ancient beings, jealous kings, and a past that refuses to be forgotten.

With his unrivaled strategies, overwhelming might, and a legion of loyal followers, Ezren will rise once more.

He was the Overlord of the game.

Now, he will become the Overlord of this world.

War is coming. The Eternal Throne shall be his once again.

Rebirth of the Overlord: Conquering the Eternal Kingdom

The battlefield had fallen silent.

Thousands of soldiers knelt before the Overlord, their former enemy now their rightful ruler. The Crimson Banner Legion—once poised to destroy the last remnants of Ezren's empire—now bowed before him, their allegiance shattered and reforged in mere moments.

At the center of it all, Lily Eryndale, the Ice Queen, remained on one knee, her silver hair matted with sweat, her armor dented from their brief but decisive duel.

But for the first time in years, she felt at peace.

She looked up at Ezren, her breath still heavy. His crimson eyes bore into her, unyielding, absolute.

"I asked you once, Lily," Ezren said, his voice calm but commanding. "Do you yield?"

She placed her hand over her heart, fingers trembling slightly.

"I swore my loyalty to you once, my lord." She hesitated. "But when you vanished, I—" She took a breath, steadying herself. "I doubted. I let weakness cloud my judgment. I believed the empire was lost without you."

Her fist clenched.

"That was my failure. But if you will have me again, I—"

She dropped to both knees, bowing her head until it touched the ground.

"I, Lily Eryndale, pledge my sword, my strength, and my very life to you once more, my Overlord."

A pulse of energy surged through the air.

Ezren felt it—the moment Lily's oath took root, binding her soul to him once more.

A familiar notification appeared in his vision, just as it had in Eternal Kingdom.

[Lily, the Ice Queen, has sworn loyalty to you! Loyalty Level: 100%]

"As expected. Even in this world, my power remains absolute."

He reached out and placed his gauntleted hand on her head.

She did, her eyes filled with newfound determination.

Darius, who had been watching from the battlements, exhaled sharply. "Well… that went better than expected."

Selene, standing beside him, smiled. "That is the power of our lord."

As Lily took her place beside Ezren once more, he turned his gaze to the thousands of soldiers still kneeling before him.

"You fought bravely." His voice rang clear over the battlefield. "You were ready to die for your cause. That is commendable."

He let his gaze sweep across their ranks, watching as they tensed under his scrutiny.

"But your cause was misplaced. Your leaders abandoned you. Your loyalty was wasted on a kingdom that will never truly be yours."

He raised his sword, letting the twilight sun glint off the crimson steel.

"I will not ask for your loyalty." His smirk widened. "I will demand it."

The soldiers swallowed hard. None dared to defy him.

And then—one by one, they pounded their fists against their chests in salute.

"We serve the Overlord!"

A deafening chorus of voices erupted across the battlefield, shaking the very air.

Ezren nodded in satisfaction. "Good."

The Crimson Banner Legion was now his.

And with them, his army had grown to over six thousand strong.

But as the cheers of his newly conquered forces rang in the air, a shadow moved within the Citadel of Dusk.

High above, perched on one of the watchtowers, a lone figure observed the battlefield.

A slender silhouette, draped in a cloak of midnight, their piercing violet eyes gleaming beneath the hood.

A dark elf assassin.

Their fingers curled around the hilt of a dagger, their voice no louder than a whisper.

"So, the Overlord has truly returned…"

They turned, vanishing into the night.

Kill Ezren Veyrion before his rule can truly begin.

End of Chapter 5.

Chapter 5: The Ice Queen’s Oath