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The Blood from the Imposter Crown (2024)

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In the sequel to "Blood of the Aswangs," join Miguel Azral as he unravels the mysterious truth about his lineage. Thought to be the legendary Aswang Prince, Miguel discovers his true nature as a hybrid of a demon and a Pantheon, his blood holding a...

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Chapter 42: The King and I

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The Aswang King silently smoked tobacco. The doors open and his soldier, a Maharlika, walks in.
He bows before the Aswang King.
The Aswang King squints his eyes.
Later, the Aswang King, now in a suit with other Aswangs wearing suits, sit together at a round table.
"Which of you had killed the child?" asked the King.
One of the men stood up.
"Why did you eat the child? It is no longer our custom. It is now forbidden."
"We once ate fetuses. You did, too."
"But I have said it is no longer allowed. Why did you proceed."
"Because the child was not mine."
"The child was innocent."
"If you think you can tell me THAT, then you're a Goddamned hypocrite. I am insulted... INSULTED... by the way you speak to me. You speak to us... ALL OF US... As if we didn't see the shit you used to do. You destroyed literal worlds. You're a Goddamned monster."
The Aswang King sighed.
"Sir." He bowed.
"I could forgive you..." said the King.
The man nods.
"Sadly, you were speaking with the pigs."
"What? No, I wasn't..."
The Aswang King snaps his fingers, and a recording played of him ticking his wings in morse code.
"I recognize those ticks from everywhere."
The King stands up. "You have insulted me. You are a threat to my people."
"The Americans have given us so much shit. Why are you so angry of American work?"
"American work?" he sniffled and growled. He takes off his mask. "This is American work."
The others at the table looked away.
The man's lips quivered and drooled. "Oh, God... What did they do to you?"
"What did they do to me? Heh... I'm Frankenstein's monster. And you just pissed me off..."
The Aswang man growls and takes a knife. "GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!" The man tries stabbing his face only for the knife attack to bounce back into his eye.
The Aswang man screams and backs away as the King blasts a punch into his chest, disemboweling him and beating him to the ground. "You're a traitor. A disgusting star-spangled striped pig. A dog. Imperialist SCUM!!!" Suddenly, he transforms into an Aswang and begins feasting into his flesh as screams could be heard echoing in his castle.

                            
                              
                                
                                
                              
                            
                            
                          
"Stronger! STRONGER!!! I MUST BECOME STRONGER!!!" growled Miguel, training while a blue flaming aura left his body.
"Who was it that defeated Aurora Morningstar?" asked the King, prancing around him.
"IT WAS ME!!!"
"Who was it that became royalty simply by believing!?"
"ME!!!" roared Miguel.
"Who was it that became powerful simply because he believed in himself and NO OTHERS!?!?"
"ME!!! ME!!! MEEEEE!!!" Miguel blasts the moon away with his bluish Hell Fire.
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