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Horned Warrior Elden Ring

Reborn As A Ring

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.
Soul_Monarch000 · 51.6K Views

THE STRONGEST WARRIOR

The Strongest Warrior A novel of pain, purpose, and the power that awakens when a people remember who they are. In a forgotten corner of the land, nestled beneath the shadow of mountains and veiled by dense forest, lies a village once filled with songs, celebration, and sacred tradition. This village, now called Bakoto, has become a memory of itself—its fields bare, its elders weary, and its people fractured by years of raids, injustice, and an unshakable silence that hovers like a curse. There was a time when Bakoto was feared for its warriors, respected for its wisdom, and revered for its spirit. But time, misfortune, and the schemes of rival territories have reduced its strength to whispers and prayers. No one dares to stand. No one dares to dream. Until one does. Born in the midst of this suffering, a child watches the world crumble around them—not with passive despair, but with a burning awareness that something greater lies beyond the pain. Marked by vision and an unwavering sense of purpose, this child learns in secret what the elders no longer teach: the old songs, the sacred rhythms, the lost forms of combat and communion. Every wound, every loss becomes a lesson. Every injustice, a call to action. Leaving behind the safety of obscurity, this soul journeys far from home—learning, growing, and facing tests meant for warriors twice their age. Across enemy lines, through foreign cultures, and amid sacred mountains, they gather not just strength of body, but clarity of mind and depth of heart. The world is vast and often cruel, but the wisdom they gain becomes a map—a spiritual compass pointing back to where the true battle waits. When they return, the village barely recognizes them. Strong. Focused. Unshaken. But what matters most is not what they’ve become, but what they’ve come to do. This is not just a return. It’s a reckoning. One by one, the villagers are stirred from their slumber. The warrior does not demand worship, nor bow before the weight of history—they listen, they serve, they lead. Fields begin to flourish again, drums echo in the night, and eyes that once stared into the dust now gleam with fire. But change awakens enemies, and Bakoto's revival draws attention from those who once benefitted from its silence. A storm begins to gather. The warriors of old had passed, but now, a new storm-bearer rises—a leader who does not rule by fear but moves with the soul of the land. As armies approach and betrayal threatens from within, the people must choose: to fall once more into fear or rise beside the one who reminded them of their strength. What follows is not merely a war for land. It is a war for identity, for memory, and for the sacred bond between people and purpose. Lives will be lost, secrets unearthed, and destinies rewritten. And in the heart of it all, the warrior will face their truest test—not against enemies, but against doubt, grief, and the weight of being more than human in the eyes of the people. The Strongest Warrior is not a tale of a hero saving a village. It is the story of a village remembering its own heartbeat. It is about what happens when one person dares to believe that change is possible—and when others dare to believe with them. It is about the sacred cost of leadership, the beauty of collective healing, and the truth that even the strongest warrior cannot rise without the people standing behind them. This is a novel where spiritual forces weave through everyday life, where the physical and the divine meet on battlegrounds and in kitchen huts, and where the scars of the past are both painful and prophetic. This is Bakoto’s story. This is the story of the fire that refused to go out. This is The Strongest Warrior.
Adewunmi_Abiodun · 14.4K Views

The Rings of Sovereignty

In a world reshaped by the collapse of ancient kingdoms, the death of the legendary Kings of Fire, Thunder, Beasts, Order, and Chaos marked the dawn of a new era. The once-mighty kingdoms have crumbled, giving way to modern states, but the potent legacy of these monarchs remains in the form of five mystical rings. Each ring embodies the unique power of its former ruler, offering unimaginable strength to those who dare to claim them. As the dust of the old world settles, a shadowy organization emerges, masquerading as an archaeological expedition in search of ancient relics. Their true mission, however, is far more sinister: to unearth these rings, believed to be weapons of unparalleled power, capable of shifting the global balance. Alric Kincaid is a brilliant young scholar at Harvard University, on the cusp of graduation with a thesis on the elusive deep state. His academic pursuits take an unexpected turn when he becomes embroiled in a deadly international conspiracy. One fateful night, after a harrowing encounter with Russian intelligence agents, Alric is wounded and finds himself hiding near a forgotten statue, its hand adorned with a mysterious ring. Driven by a blend of curiosity and survival instincts, Alric takes the ring, unknowingly setting off a chain of events that will alter the course of history. As he examines the artifact at home, he discovers its connection to the lost kings and the immense power it holds. The ring becomes both a beacon and a curse, drawing attention from powerful factions and individuals who would stop at nothing to possess it. With danger lurking at every turn, Alric must navigate a treacherous world of espionage, ancient secrets, and political intrigue. As he unravels the mystery of the rings, he realizes that the future of nations hangs in the balance. Alric is thrust into a race against time to prevent the resurgence of chaos and tyranny, armed only with his wits, the enigmatic ring, and the reluctant allies he gathers along the way. In a story that blends the mystique of ancient powers with the relentless pace of a modern thriller, "The Rings of Sovereignty" explores the enduring conflict between order and chaos, the burden of power, and the choices that shape destinies. Will Alric succeed in keeping the rings from falling into the wrong hands, or will the world witness the return of a forgotten era's dark reign?
Amin_Gharbi · 19.5K Views
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