The King Is Dead

The King Is Dead

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After the death of the old king the young prince inherits the throne. With no one believing that he has what it takes to be a king, he has to make a name for himself with almost no support from his court. Not to mention the unruly king who wants to see his kingdom burn. He has to take the kingdom for himself and for his people.
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COMPLETED! (WARNING : MAN X MAN) The land of Ashur was the strongest, ancient Kingdom, blessed and loved greatly by the gods. No war had ever been lost, no Gold had been used without gaining more. --------------------------------------------------- Nein was born as the eldest son of the General Marduc, one of the twelve General of Ashur. He was born with riches, and so much was expected from him. But he was only a son of a streetwhore as well. His father hated him for taunting his reputation, his step mother bullying him all his life. He only had one friend, a friend he can't help but love. --------------------------------------------------- Theondre was a king since he was five years old. Once he turned fifteen, he sent away his abusive, and corrupt queen mother away. The Great King of Ashur was just a kid inside, forced to grow up faster than he should, meddling with the politics and war strategies. But he was powerful. No one ever defeated him in fights, nor in wits. His body and brain are more than that of a human. He had everything, but he's still lonely, sometimes. He only had one friend, a friend he can't help but Love. --------------------------------------------------- Two hearts, bound by the gods. A war, with no winner, nor losers. A story, to be told. ----------------------------------------------------

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