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Celestial Dominion Monarch

For ten thousand years, the world of Aetherion has lived under the shadow of a myth: the Last Palace, an eternal seat of power no living soul has seen, and the sovereign who planted a colossal blade — the Mandate — into the heart of the planet to impose order on chaos. They call him the Celestial Dominion Monarch. They whisper his true name only in terror or desperation: Lucian Thaloryn. Most believe he is legend, a tale told to frighten ambitious sect masters and arrogant kings. The Seven High Sects rule continents, kingdoms pay tribute, and cultivators climb the Ladder of Dominion — from Ember Vein to the unreachable peaks — never suspecting their entire system was once forced upon a wild cosmos by one man’s will. But the cosmos remembers. Ancient primordials, beings who once warred across shattered realms and lost to Lucian, have waited ten millennia in the outer dark. Now they probe — subtle tears in the sky, whispers of rebellion, foreign qi that does not belong. They do not dare confront him directly. Not yet. They erode from the edges, testing the seams of the Ladder, tempting the arrogant, corrupting the ley lines. At the frontier outpost of Ashfall, a frightened boy speaks the forbidden name in rage. Thunder answers. In the hidden heart of the Last Palace, Lucian Thaloryn opens his eyes for the first time in centuries. Beside him sits Valeria, his eternal consort, the only one who shares his silence. Their twelve heirs — each a terrifying force in their own right — begin to stir. The Mandate sword, unmoved for ten thousand years, brightens ever so slightly along its runes. The world has forgotten obedience. The sects have grown proud. The primordials have begun to scheme. And the emperor who ended the age of chaos has not forgotten how to remind them who still rules. A slow-burn epic of imperial majesty, cosmic dread, family burden, and the loneliness of absolute power. When the Mandate finally stirs… the heavens themselves will kneel.
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Tenno in the MCU

As a Tenno, he had known danger his whole life, he faced it and knew of the fear that came with it. But never had he felt as helpless as he did now. The Orbiter was in shambles, he was stuck in his Transference Chair, the rest of the ship in a vacuum, life support and Ordis the only things still running. The one thing keeping him sane was the impossible connection he had to his Warframe, which was stranded with his landing craft and a pack of Kubrows somewhere far away from the Sol system and a group of aliens that called themselves the Guardians of the Galaxy. Will he be able to find his way back home or even get out of the strange, starless realm he found himself in, and what kind of allies and enemies will he meet along the way? Dare you read the story of a Tenno that rewrote the story of so many timelines, even Loki, the god of stories, wasn’t able to keep up? Be prepared, for he will not stop, until he gets what he wants or dies trying. Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction and is not intended for commercial use. Warframe and all related characters, lore, and settings are created and owned by Digital Extremes Ltd. The Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) and Marvel Comics, along with their related characters, lore, and settings, are created and owned by Marvel Entertainment, LLC, Disney, and their respective creators and copyright holders. This story is a transformative, non-commercial fan project created out of love and appreciation for the original works. The author makes no claim of ownership over the characters or worlds depicted herein. No copyright infringement is intended.
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