The battlefield was a sea of blood.
The 7th Prince walked through the carnage, his black cloak stained with crimson.
The war for the throne was nearing its end.
But tonight, he would finish it himself.
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The Fall of the 1st Prince – A King Without A Throne
The 1st Prince, the Emperor's chosen heir, stood tall in his golden armor.
"I will not let you take what is mine!" he roared, leading his elite royal guards forward.
But the 7th Prince did not flinch.
With a single wave of his hand, black flames erupted across the battlefield.
The 1st Prince's men screamed, their bodies burning as the cursed fire consumed them.
The 7th Prince appeared before his eldest brother in a blur.
"You were given everything," he whispered coldly. "And yet, you were never strong enough."
The 1st Prince raised his sword, but before he could strike—
The 7th Prince's blade pierced his heart.
Blood poured from his lips as he collapsed to his knees.
The chosen heir of the empire was dead.
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The 3rd Prince's Betrayal – A Fool's Last Stand
The 3rd Prince had always waited in the shadows, watching as his brothers tore each other apart.
But when he saw the 1st Prince fall, he knew it was time.
He raised his sword to the sky.
"All forces, attack! Kill the 7th Prince!" he roared.
The armies of the 3rd and 4th Princes surged forward.
But the 7th Prince only smiled.
Thousands of shadowy figures emerged behind him—his own personal army, hidden until now.
"You planned to betray me?" he laughed, stepping forward. "How amusing."
The battle lasted less than an hour.
The 3rd Prince was forced to his knees, his sword shattered.
"P-Please..." he gasped.
The 7th Prince tilted his head.
"Begging does not suit you."
And with that, he cut him down.
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The 4th Prince's End – The Strategist Outplayed
The 4th Prince had never lost a battle.
He was a master of war, a tactician feared across the empire.
But no strategy could save him from absolute power.
When the 7th Prince stepped onto the battlefield, the 4th Prince knew.
He had already lost.
"What will you do now, brother?" the 7th Prince asked, standing before him.
The 4th Prince gritted his teeth.
"I will die with honor."
He charged forward, swinging his spear with all his strength.
The 7th Prince sighed.
With a single move, he caught the spear in his bare hand.
The 4th Prince froze.
And in the next moment—
His head hit the ground.
The strategist, the war genius, the undefeated general—was dead.
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The Fate of the 3rd and 4th Princesses
The war was over.
The battlefield was silent, filled only with the bodies of the fallen.
The 3rd and 4th Princesses, once warriors, now stood trembling before their brother.
They had fought to the end, but now, they had no choice but to surrender.
The 7th Prince grabbed the 3rd Princess's chin, forcing her to look at him.
"You fought well," he said, his voice emotionless.
She tried to spit at him—but he only laughed.
"I will enjoy breaking you."
The 4th Princess fell to her knees, her pride shattered.
There was no escape.
They were his now.
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The 7th Prince Stands Alone
By the time the sun rose, only one heir remained.
The 7th Prince had won the throne.
The Emperor lay dying in his palace, abandoned by his chosen heir.
Soon, the final confrontation would come.
And when it did, the entire empire would bow before its new ruler.
The monster had finally won.
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