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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 first sign came as whispers in the Academy's crystal corridors—fragments of conversation that shouldn't exist, echoes of voices long fractured into component emotions and memories. Alexia heard them while reviewing transcendence reports in her sanctum: "I remember your laugh..." and "The way you held me when the walls fell..."

She found them in the Memorial Gardens, two consciousness fragments that had been drifting separately through the dimensional layers for months. Reed's protective fury and Lyralei's gentle strength, drawn together by something stronger than the forces that had scattered them across reality.

"You're trying to reform," Alexia observed, watching the ethereal figures circle each other like binary stars caught in gravitational dance.

Reed's fragment turned toward her, and for a moment she saw her father's eyes—not as memory, but as living recognition. "Not reform. Remember. There's a difference."

Beyond the Veil