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Twin Epics of Bloodline Curse and Throne Revolution "You carry no glory in your veins, but original sin." When Kylus gnawed on rats in the stinking slums, he never imagined he was the last scion of a thousand-year empire. Until that rusted scepter, thrust into a pile of corpses, began to hum, and the scar of thorns beneath his collarbone burned-revealing the blood of a kingslayer, cursed by the gods, hidden beneath a beggar's rags. The Exiled Prince's Triple Shackles The rotting parliament branded him a bastard defiling the throne. Rebels saw him as the key to reviving the ancient empire. And deep in the church dungeons, the Prophecy of Doom had long foretold: "When the Black Star blots out the sun, the one who bears the forbidden blood shall rend the world asunder." When the Crown Feels Heavier Than Iron Shackles At his coronation, Kylus shattered the jade crown passed down for millennia. As blood dripped from the black diamond set within it, he finally laughed: "Since you demand a monster for a king-You shall have your wish."
Chapter 1: The Beggar
