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70% conquered One kingdom remains Six women One choice..
You are the Warlord.
Seventy percent of Valtoria kneels. Empires have crumbled. Kings have
Survive the Academy, Crush Your Rivals, or Change the World.
You attend Concordia Academy, the symbol of unity between Astrael, the land of Order and Noctaryn, the nat
There was a time when reality behaved.
When the sky stayed where it belonged.
When flesh remained flesh.
When cause led to effect without argument.<
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The city of power. The rules of streets.
You were born in Bright City. A city of corruption, crime, and survival. No matter who you were before, you'd already forgotte
The scent of scorched earth still lingered in the air, a bitter reminder of the skirmish that had ended just an hour prior. The dense forest, seventy miles south of the iron
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There are worlds that exist And then there are worlds that wait. The Veridian Empyrean does not spin It does not drift It holds its breath.
Three moons hang frozen in