Destiny splits before me into two unrelated, straight lines: 
one leading to a palace and city ablaze, the Kingdom overthrown, the Earth bearing suffering, and Life enduring torment in this Fire.
And the other leading to the pinnacle of Ancient Kings, where deities in the clouds personally crown me. I don the laurel wreath, basking in the cheers of the mountain. My gaze pierces through the mists of history, my Knights conquer lands for me, my Sword cleaves through obstacles, leading my people to victory.

I take up this Scepter, holding the Authority of the World in my hands. I overlook the multitude, altering the course of history.

I am Brand, King of Vorn, and this is my Legendary tale.

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Plain version synopsis: This is a story about a Senior Warrior with memories of rebirth, crossing back into the World he once fought for to alter the strands of history and make a mark in the sands of time.

Test raised his head and saw the mottled green of the forest, like a dream, spread before his eyes. Knights were scattered all around him in the clearing, thirty-seven in total. Their bodies lay quietly among the heaps of dead leaves on the forest floor, devoid of life. The young Viscount felt a faint pain from the sword wound under his ribs, the sensation of needles stabbing him every time he breathed in, causing him to feel dizzy and lightheaded.


Chapter 520 - Act 10 Territory (4) (1st update, seeking Subscription and Monthly Ticket)