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Profane Prince Of Domination Novel

Profane Empress of Obsession

"Oh, My beloved Scarlet flame... Burn to your heart's content!" "Your wicked embers soothe and mend my broken heart and shattered spirit." "On that day, you took everything from me." "Tell me..." "Divine Emperor, do you regret it now?" "As your cities and people burn?" "Divine Emperor!" "This Regina el Ingnus is no longer weak or afraid!" "Her Scarlet Flames of Wrath will judge your sins." A woman staggered forward, tripping on burning rubble, her bloodstained hands slipping as she tripped. Her luscious hair was blonde like the radiant sun, while her eyes were like the blue sea. She stood frozen as the merciless flames danced across her eyes as if mocking her survival and weakness. Her body was still, watching silently as her beautiful village burned. All that remained was a ruined village bathing in the everlasting fires of avarice. All because she was a Holy Maiden. They were a blessed existence to the Kingdom, a cursed existence to the Empire. They were known as the Holy Maiden to the Holy Church of Amora, Goddess of the moon and fertility. But merely known as the Whore of Sin to the Empire and their Divine Son, rumoured to be descendants of the God of the sun and Justice. The Holy Maiden was an existence that was born only once in every 2,000,000 people. A Holy maiden had a powerful affinity for all magic, and increased physical capabilities, usually appearing as an ethereal and charming woman with both male and female reproductive organs. However, they were infertile due to a curse. The Divine Son was born the same year as the Holy Maiden. The Goddess Amora and the God Zelmot were bitter enemies, constantly at war; after suffering a close defeat, Zelmot created a curse that would torment all future Holy Maidens. As if to spite the goddess of fertility, Zelmot stained her beloved daughters with the curse of infertility. In revenge, Amora cursed the Divine Son of Zelmot. He would become enchanted and fall deeply in love with the Holy Maiden, eventually growing insane with their love towards her. The ancient texts rumoured that if the Divine Son lost to the Holy Maiden, he would become a female forever devoted to the Maiden. But if the Holy Maiden were to lose, she would lose her ability to use magic and become frail and hideous, like a monster. When the Divine Church of Justice learned of this truth, they began to hunt down ALL that displayed similarities with the Holy Maiden; this dark period of the Empire... Its given name was "The Purge of the Red Moon" After its 3,000-year history, the Kingdom has failed to protect and save a single Holy Maiden from death, abuse, torture or torment. Their only achievement was to stop the Divine Son from being the killer. In contrast, the Empire still worships the Divine Son's return each time one is born. At this moment, the Empire rode away, convinced of another victory. However, a female figure shambled forward with bated breath and a broken heart. Regina El Ignis, heiress of Baron Maxim El Ignis. Lord of the small village and land surrounding Ignia, bordering the Empire. She stumbled forward, Taking her first steps as the Holy Maiden of Scarlet Flames. "Alceste, my beloved... can you hear my lament, feel my love for you as I cut down our enemies?" The maiden stands on a pile of burnt corpses, her body twirling as if dancing on their corpses, a twisted smile upon her face. Armed with a giant black sword and scarlet flames, seven women wielding various magic accompany her as she steps forward like a fairy of brutal death. "They call me the Scarlet Empress of Obsession..." "However, My dear witches of calamity! I became Empress only for you~."
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The Prince of Light

"When darkness surrounds you, and not even the faintest particle of light remains… when all have lost hope, and the future seems like a distant dream… in that moment, my seeker, you have only two choices: surrender or look within yourself until you find the light you need and become a lantern for the lost." In a world consumed by shadows, where hope is but a distant echo, an ordinary young man is swept by fate into an extraordinary realm. He is no warrior. He is no sage. He has no noble lineage, nor a hidden power. And yet, deep within him, there lies the only spark capable of challenging the eternal night. Noctharn, the King of the Night, has stolen the world’s light, plunging its people into misery and fear. The libraries have been burned to ashes, yet in the most remote corners of the land, forbidden books still whisper secrets. Technology has been stripped away, but the last androids silently guard the remnants of knowledge. Dragons and ancient birds have vanished, hiding in the folds of time. The sun has been banished, and only the Millennial Moon remains, an unwavering witness to the suffering of her children. But even in despair, there are those who resist. Those who remember that true light can never be destroyed—only hidden. Legends speak of a chosen one, a pure soul whose light will restore hope and bring dawn back to the Continent of Eternal Dawn. Yet true royalty is not inherited—it is earned. And before he can rise against the darkness, he must face trials of virtue, learn the meaning of sacrifice, and understand that power does not lie in strength, but in the heart. "If you stop thinking only of yourself and look beyond, you will find what truly matters." "Virtue must be tested in order to shine before evil. Only then can it be recognized—only then can it be feared." "Darkness may fade, but light… light never dies."
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