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In a world where every 18-year-old is granted a noble title and a domain, Reed was never meant to rule. Born in the slums, he survived by stealing, killing, and doing whatever it took to stay alive. The world despised him, and he despised it back.

But when the Day of Lords arrived, fate played its cruelest trick yet.

Goblin Lord.

The weakest possible domain. The most pathetic summons. A rank that was practically a death sentence.

But Reed doesn’t care. He never played by the rules before, and he won’t start now. Given absolute authority over his first Hero—a deadly and completely loyal goblin woman named Shia—he embraces his title with ruthless efficiency. There are no rules he won’t break, no enemies he won’t kill, and no limits to how far he’ll rise.

If the world thinks it can laugh at him, it’s in for a nightmare.

Because the Lord of the Forsaken doesn’t bow to fate. He breaks it.

Lord of the Foresaken

The stench of charred flesh and void residue still clung to Reed's nostrils as he ascended the palace steps. Four guards flanked him—not as escorts but as containment. Their enchanted armor hummed with suppression magic, ready to activate should he attempt anything resembling what had happened in the arena.

Reed's fingers still tingled with the memory of void energy coursing through them. The sensation had been... intoxicating. Terrifying. Familiar.

The palace of Azuryn rose before him like a monument to excess, ivory spires twisting upward as if reaching to pierce the heavens themselves. Crystalline windows caught the fading sunlight, fracturing it into prismatic patterns that danced across the polished marble steps. Beauty meant to intimidate.

"Move," grunted the lead guard, prodding Reed forward with the blunt end of a spear. The weapon's tip glowed with sigils that could tear a man's soul from his body—or whatever remained of Reed's.

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