Throne Of The Condemned
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Última publicación mar, mar 15, 2022
When I ended it myself I knew the consequence which would follow. I didn't choose to be born but I was, so the least I could do was choose my death. When it comes to everyone who me drove to that point, well I can't lie that revenge wasn't something that didn't come across my mind. But when I was alive it was but a distant destination right until the point I died.
So when I was reborn in the Underworld and told that I had a claim to its throne, I didn't care much about it. Nor did I care about the battles that will ensue as everyone who had the right to be Crown Prince or Princess had gathered, me being the last. But once they said that among the very benefits among being Crown Princess was that revenge on those who scorned me was very possible...now that was a different story altogether.
That Throne was going to be mine.
"I hereby claim my right to the Throne and will take part in Battle Of Underworld. The blood that runs within this kingdom, I claim as mine just as I claim its flesh!"
This is wear it all starts.
An eye for an eye, a head for a head, blood shall be paid in blood just as flesh shall be paid in flesh.
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