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Revenge Of The Elf King

🇦🇨Mirko_fox
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King Arnar. He was once a strong and respected leader in the land of Elariel. With his great leadership and wisdom, his kingdom prospered and the people under his rule were content. However, that all changed for the worst when he was betrayed by his three beloved wives, greedy for his power and position. Without ever knowing the reason why, the king fell just like that. Unbeknownst to him that his wives plotted behind his back. And so, that was the end of King Arnar's story. Well, it should have been. Although King Arnar died, he mysteriously came back to life — filled with anger and a dangerous new power within him. With this new found power, his first order of business was simple. Vengeance. Vengeance against those who had turned against the King of Elves, him. But, that was not all. Alongside this new power of his and his irresistible charm that attracted many — his desire for power and revenge grew. So much so that he might lose himself in it.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

"Why does the king need to control the elements?" Arnar questioned, seeking answers from his advisor.

"Because the elements themselves can be replaced, but the king cannot," came the cryptic response. The advisor's voice held a weight of significance.

"Listen, Arnar," the advisor continued, leaning closer. "Never allow human greed to evoke sympathy in you, and never limit yourself to just one element. They all belong to you. If you heed my words, the Gods will bless you with another king."

Perplexed, Arnar pressed on. "But why do we pray to the gods?"

The advisor paused, choosing his words carefully. "We don't pray to them; we simply acknowledge their existence."

Arnar persisted, seeking further understanding. "Why do we need to acknowledge their existence?"

The advisor's voice carried a solemn tone. "Because without a God and its vessel, this kingdom will crumble."

Confusion clouded Arnar's face as he inquired, "Who is the vessel?"

A sense of gravity filled the air as the advisor looked into Arnar's eyes. "You are. You mustn't allow the kingdom to fall. Take control of the elements, make them all obey you. And if anyone poses a threat or arouses suspicion, you must be willing to eliminate them."

The last sentence hung in the air like a curse, echoing in Arnar's ears. Why would he be compelled to kill those he was meant to cherish and protect?

The weight of his destiny settled upon him, intertwining duty, sacrifice, and the uncertainty of what lay ahead.