The bedroom was filled with a strong smell of incense and something that smelled like metal. It was a smell that meant someone was going to die. King Valerius was lying on his fancy bed. He was having trouble breathing. It sounded like his lungs were filled with fluid. He was a man who was already very scared. Tonight he would finally die.
I stood by the window. The moonlight made my eyes look purple. I was not wearing my clothes. I had on a gray shirt with weird symbols on it. These symbols were from the Void.
"Is everything ready Elara?" I asked without looking at her.
Elara came out from behind the curtains. She was holding a cup with a dark liquid in it. This was the Final Draught. Her eyes used to be bright and curious. Now they just looked cold and empty.
"The guards at the palace have been replaced with Korgans men " Elara said. Her voice was cold and smooth. "The people who are supposed to kill anyone who gets in our way are hiding in the hall. Any noble who dares to question your right to be king will not live to see the sun come up. The Prophecy has already been told to the priests. The old king must die so the new king can take his place."
"Good " I said, finally looking at the man on the bed.
I walked towards him. The floor creaked under my feet because I had something called Divinity in my veins. Valerius opened his eyes. They were cloudy with fear. He saw me. Not as his nephew. He saw me as a monster that he had helped create.
"A-Alaric..." he said, his voice shaking. He tried to reach for the bell on his bedside table.
I grabbed his wrist. Held it tight. "The bell will not ring for you anymore Uncle " I said. "The only sound that will be heard tonight is the sound of your funeral."
The System sent out a message. It said that the Final Phase of the Internal Conquest had started. My goal was to become the king. My target was the Spirit of the Old Kingdom.
"You... You are a demon..." the King said, a tear rolling down his face.
"No " I whispered, leaning down close to him. "I am the king. You were a king. I am a king. Weak things break,. Strong things consume."
I took the cup from Elaras hand. I did not force the king to drink it. I used something called the Eye of the Overseer to show him a vision. In this vision I was sitting on his throne and his daughter Elara and his other daughter Isabella were kneeling at my feet. The kings heart was already weak. This vision was too much for him.
His heart started to fail. The spirit of the old kingdom began to break.
"Isabella," I called out.
Isabella came into the room carrying the Royal Seal and the scepter. She looked at the dying king with no pity. "The coronation robes are ready Master " she said. "The cathedral is waiting for the king."
"Then lets not keep them waiting " I said.
I pressed the cup to the kings lips. As the dark liquid went down his throat the life left his eyes. The king was dead. Long live the new king.
[System Notification: R-18+ / Sovereign's Ascension Mode: Active.]
The room. I was sitting on a black throne. I was not alone. Isabella and Elara had brought the twelve maidens into the room. They were dressed in white. They were shivering. I could feel the magic in my veins and it was making me excited.
"The king is dead " I announced, my voice deep and strong. ". With him your old vows are broken. You are no longer servants of the crown. You are mine now."
I pointed to two of the maidens, Lady Clara and Julianne. They were brought to the foot of the throne and their hands were tied behind their backs.
"Master they are pure " Isabella whispered, her hand on Claras leg. "They have been kept pure for marriages that will never happen."
"Then I will give them a union they will never forget " I said.
I grabbed Clara by her hair. Pulled her towards me. I did not wait. I pulled her onto my lap. Forced her to have sex with me. As I entered her she cried out in pain. The blood of the nobility stained my thighs.
[Brutal Synthesis Initiated]
The sex was not about love. It was about showing my power. I used the maidens as vessels to release the magic in my veins. I slammed into Claras vagina with the force of a war drum. I pulled Julianne towards my face. Forced her to watch as her friend was dominated by me.
"Look at her Julianne " I growled, my balls slapping against Claras ass. "This is the blessing of the king. Your bodies are mine to conquer."
The room was a blur of white and purple and the smell of sex and magic. The other maidens were forced to pleasure themselves in a circle of submission. As I reached the peak of my power I felt a brand ignite within me. I pulled Clara closer. Erupted inside her. My cum flooded her womb. Marked her as the first of my palace brood.
I did not stop there. I moved to Julianne. Then to the others. I was a storm of domination that lasted until the sun came up. By the time it was over the twelve maidens lay on the floor like broken flowers. They were no longer the wards of the kingdom. They were my harem of shadows bound to the throne by the heat in their bellies.
[Synthesis Progress: 100%.]
[Target Status: The Palace Wards — 'The Living Foundation'.]
[Result: The Palace itself is now a sentient node of the Shadow Parish.]
I stood in the hall dressed in my coronation robes. The nobles, generals and priests were all gathered their heads bowed. Isabella stood to my right. Elara stood to my left holding the golden crown.
"The old king is dead " Elara announced, her voice carrying a weight of terror. "Behold your king. The king of the void. The master of Oakhaven."
She placed the crown on my head and a wave of magic exploded outward. Everyone in the room fell to their faces. The brand in their hearts hummed in unison, a symphony of fear and loyalty.
"Rise " I commanded. ". Know this. The old prince is dead. The king is here.. The world is next."
[Divinity Recovery: +0.2% (Total: 3.9%)]
I looked out at the faces of my subjects. They were terrified. That was exactly how I wanted them. Oakhaven was no longer a kingdom. It was my fortress.. Now the international pact we signed earlier was about to bear its first fruit.
"Korgan " I said, my voice cold.
"Yes, my king?" the general rumbled, kneeling before the throne.
"The merchant republic of Zale has been slow, with their tribute " I said. "Take the legion and show them what happens when the shadow kings tax is delayed."
"As you command " Korgan barked.
The conquest of the continent had officially begun.