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King Of The Former Dynasty

King Of The Former Dynasty

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Chapter 1 The blind boy with red silk threads

Word Count: 1244    |    Released on: 10/05/2024

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ther carrying the young master dressed in black. His black hair was tied in a ponytail and his eyes wer

ns to light their way. The wind howled as they walked. They were a

the first carriage yelled. He pointed at a group of men in black who emerged fro

y and leaped out of his carriage. He looked

kind of person who enjoys it. Brothers, I'll give you a piece of what I have if you promi

hoing from the trees. The guards turned their heads in diffe

ou are?" The voice said mockingl

loak as he descended. His head was covered with a hood, his face was covered with a mask, and red threads were tied on his fingers. H

master asked, looking at the mas

wer your questions, dear nobleman."

ared to what is in your family treasury. Leave it

nse! Young master, we should

er guards yell

d them! We don't believe you feel intimidated by the little trick that m

ther guards

t to charge at t

he red threads on his fingers extended and wrapped around his neck. The guard

der his breath. He recognized the rare and d

hing." The young master said calmly, but

ok at the young master. "Oh? The noblem

he masked bandit withdrew his thread and the gu

in as his body hit the

er won't be happy with

d and murmured among themselv

d them!.I don't believe you feel intimidated by the little trick that ma

bout to jump to the top of the carriage to

the masked bandit stretched his two hands and their necks we

was first dropped yelle

once, eh?" The masked bandit said with a chuck

with the threads, making

" The masked bandit

capable of!" The young master shouted, fe

?"the masked bandit tilted his head to

if you drop them,they will listen to m

eads on their neck as t

he masked bandit said as h

back to the residence.Anyone that wishes to disobey me ,can di

young master out,leaving

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ther bandits were gone with the boxes of silver

chuckled as he got down from the carriage and tur

s of silver and attack us?.If that was your thought,then you're

can't kill me.Goodnight,dear nobleman

",the young m

y are you concerned with my identity.It's usel

but the young master moved swiftly towa

nst the young master as the young master di

he process,the young master held the ba

d blew the ba

was blindfolded,the night wind blew his silver medium length hair

the night wind blew h

olded,could it be because you're blind or it'

master asked curiously as

asped as he flew away in

g!",the young master yelled but t

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King Of The Former Dynasty
King Of The Former Dynasty
“In the twilight of a fallen kingdom, where crowns crumble and shadows dance, a young prince ascends the throne. His coronation, a bitter symphony of loss, echoes through the marble halls. For the rebellion has painted the palace walls with blood, leaving no trace of kin but whispers of survival.And then there's Teri-the weaver child, half-ghost, half-mortal. His existence, a riddle etched in crimson threads.Born lifeless,buried alive, he clawed his way back from the abyss, the scarlet filaments clinging to his tiny fingers like secrets whispered by the earth itself.Teri's became the third ghostweaver in centuries. His mother, eyes wide with wonder and fear, cradled him in her arms, defying death's decree. The others fled, abandoning the babe and his spectral companions. The great general, Teri's father, defied the usurper king. In a hidden chamber, he revealed a box-an enigma of destiny. Three artifacts nestled within, each pulsing with purpose. "Find their owners," the general urged, entrusting the box to his daughter, Darlene. "Escape," he whispered to his wife, urging her to flee with their children.The constables hunted, but the family eluded their grasp. Days turned to weeks, and news of the great general's demise reached Teri's mother. Alone, penniless, she remarried-a fragile alliance that would soon shatter.Teri's stepfather despised the weaver's gift-the communion with ghosts. A poisoned pastry stole Teri's sight, but not his resolve. When his mother's screams pierced the night, Selena, his spectral sister, whispered the truth. Fury ignited within him, and the stepfather met his end. The mansion crumbled, and Teri fled with his sisters-Selena's ghost, Darlene, and Elley, the five-year-old.Now, seventeen,Teri try to find the box that was taken away. As the sun kisses distant horizons, Teri embarks on a quest: to find the rightful owners, to unravel the tapestry of fate or perhaps,just perhaps,to weave a new dynasty from the strands of the past.”