XYLARIS: All Hail The Monarch
By WatchmanSparrow
In a world where power is granted through potions, spells, dungeons, and awakening, the fallen are never meant to rise.
Xavier Xylaris was the last heir of a disgraced branch of a noble house—hunted, broken, and left with nothing but ghosts. When even his final refuge is torn from him, he chooses Suicide over despair.
But death is not the end.
Liam Parker was born into suffering—poverty, cruelty, and a world that never gave him a chance. When he too embraces death, Transmigrates into the body of the now deceased Xavier, inheriting his life and memories… in an alternate Victorian era world. A world of Fantasy, alchemy, machinery, cults, and Spells.
A world teeming with monstrous threats… A Danger far worse lurks beyond them, a force scheming to erase all races from existence. DEVILS.
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No one has seen his face in full, no one has heard his name complete. He walks where light refuses to go and darkness follows at his feet.
His army has no voice, no face, no sound to mark their place, only shadows shaped like wolves, hunger and eyes that glow in burning space.
Three names they give him, three names he carries like a blade. Ambassador of shadow for the army that he made. Prince of mysteries for the secrets no one's found. The man from the fog for the mist that follows him around.
But beneath the fog, beneath the wolves, beneath the titles and the night, there is a man who blames himself for every soul that left his sight.
That is the mystery beneath the mystery, the secret none have said. Not what he commands in darkness, but the war he fights inside his head.
