Asher's POV
I mean, seriously? Did the Almighty, All-powerful, and supreme king, Abchanchu, really ask me to leave just like that? I felt like a kicked puppy, insulted beyond belief. And to make matters worse, that fucking asshole Alaric is somehow involved in my own damn team! And let's not forget all the goddamn mistakes he's made! He's not even close to being a worthy future king, unlike me, the true rightful ruler.
I won't let my seat on the throne be taken by someone as flawed as Alaric. Nah, not me. I'd even kill for that fucking throne if I have to. Royal blood? Who needs that shit? I'll show them all that power doesn't discriminate.
As I strolled towards the dorms, a devilish smirk curving my lips, I noticed those so-called new besties having a grand old fight. Oh, what a delightful scene it was! The thought of their friendship shattering and breaking brought pure entertainment to my blackened heart.
Eric and that girl, what's her name, Flora? Who cares, they were pathetic, desperately trying to calm down Alora and that sorry excuse for a future king, Alaric. But just when things were heating up, Alaric stormed out of the dorm like the coward he is.
But you know what? All of that didn't matter to me. All that mattered was the goddamn throne. I needed a plan. Surely, these bloody creatures have some dark secrets hidden away, just waiting to be exposed. Ah, what karma it would be to rip apart the father and his arrogant, broken son. And since I'd be the one unveiling their dirty laundry to the world, perhaps fate might just smile on me and give me a decent shot at the throne.
But what if they don't have any secrets? What if they're all pure little cupcakes? Well, that's where I come in. I'll dig and search and pry until I find the skeletons in their closets. Trust me, they'll have something to hide.
I could start by scouting through the damn library, combing through ancient records for any juicy details. Or, even better, I could manipulate my own team. Those spineless worms, supposedly under my thumb, but way too close to that arrogant ass Alaric.
The most naive of the bunch, Flora, or whatever her real name is, could be my ticket to unraveling Alaric's secrets.
With my twisted plans forming in my demented mind, I marched towards the treacherous trio: Eric, Alora, and Fiorella.
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-there is no greater pleasure than watching the world burn-
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-The Land of ETERNALS-
FantasiAlora's brave decision throws her into a crazy showdown with the ruler and his vampire army. With death lurking, she can't help but feel an irresistible pull towards Alaric, the mysterious son of her nemesis. Their forbidden connection cranks up the...
