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Tuna Poe

Fall of a King, Rise of a Villain

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]
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The Beast Tyrant: Embers of A Beginning

The soul of a creature with a body so strong that even deities couldn't break it is finally dissipating from old wounds. Yet, it will not take death laying down, with it's last ounce of strength the mighty beast grabs a soul with no memories to replace it. Using its power to have the new healthy soul occupy its body was an act which lit the embers of a fire which would forge gods. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello, Typically White Guy with a computer here or as I go by here TheWritingTunaCan. Now, before you start to imagine what a tuna can would look like with a pencil or on a keyboard few things to note about the story! 1) As will you see early on this is my first time writing so I apologies, but I'm not J.R.R. Tolkien. So please deal with me and give any advice you can. I would prefer you comment in and helpful way instead of just insults but if that gets in the way of honesty go ahead! 2) I'm writing because: A. I have stories in my head! B. I want to share said stories! C. I need an excuse to be anti-social! 3) Please suggest things you like but keep in mind, this is my story not a fan-fic. So just because you want a scantly clad female or out of character moment for the MC so the ship can sail, like me sink you vessel right now. 4) Just some quick things about the book which don't fit in a dramatic summary. This book will have some cultivation type stuff but I am a "Evil Westerner!" so I not going to attempt true cultivation because I'd just butcher it. Also, a few character will be introduced who have their own story. So if you're like where in the world did that doped guy go! Then there is a good chance they have their own story, you missed a chapter and they are dead! 5) "I have nothing else to say!" - Words That Are a Paradox
TheWritingTunaCan · 76.7K Views
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