THE CURSED SYSTEM

For centuries, I have remained untamed, unconquered.

The crown of kingdoms, the land no one could rule. Many have tried, countless have fallen — yet none were worthy of my soil.

But now, something stirs.

My rivers reverse their flow, my skies grow heavy with secrets, and the forests murmur of a figure in the shadows. A soul unchained by law, untouched by the burden of morality. One who will rise — not to heal, but to claim.

I have waited for this one.

The balance trembles, the veil between worlds thins. The chosen approaches. Salvation or ruin — none can say, not even the Gods.

But what I know is this: the reckoning draws near.

And when it arrives...
I will kneel — to no one.

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This is an entirely fictional novel. Meaning that the world, the history of the world, the system, the deities — they are all fictional. Strongly fictional. I hope you fall in love with it.

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