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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

Reed awoke to the taste of ashes and something metallic—blood, he realized, his own. His consciousness flickered like a dying flame, struggling to coalesce into something whole again. Fragments of memory pierced through the haze: the Watchers disintegrating, The Voice Between's horrific screams, his own body dissolving as he sealed the breach.

The ground beneath him was no longer the smooth stone of the chamber but rough soil interspersed with crystalline shards that cut into his palms as he pushed himself up. The sky above—if it could still be called a sky—was a tapestry of fractures, like a mirror shattered but somehow still holding its shape. Through the cracks, impossible colors bled through, colors that shouldn't exist in any natural spectrum.

"Shia?" His voice was wrong—layered with echoes that weren't his own, remnants of The Voice Between still lingering within him.

COST OF FREEDOM