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The ultimate mamluk

This is the story of one Georgian man called Davit Manvelashvili.He was born in the family of peasants in Kvemo Kartli region of Georgia.He was separated from his parents and brothers at the age of 5.This happened because he was kidnapped by thugs who traded with slaves.These thugs took him to the Ottoman capital-Istanbul,where he changed several masters and eventually ended up with the man called-Mustafa.He bestowed 11 year-old Davit to the governor of Iraq-Suleiman pasha the Great,who was Georgian.This governor named him Davut and send him to the islamic school-Madrassie.There he learned islamic law,Quran and oriental languages:Arabic,Ottoman Turkish and Persian.He learned all of these subjects very well and as a result,his master paid him special attention.Suleiman personally taught Davut horseriding,swordsmanship and archery.After finishing his studies Suleiman released Davut from slavery and made him free man.Davut became his official bodyguard.At the age of 27,Davut got married with Suleiman's daughter-Rabia.They had 3 sons and 1 daughter. In 1822,he officially became the governor of Iraq.He made Iraq flourish with irrigation channels and wells.He constructed libraries,mosques,silk factories,public bathhouses,hospitals and bridges.He also founded the very first publishing house in 1828-1829.Besides,he had extremely strong army that consisted of 100 thousand Georgian mamluk soldiers.This army was divided in 3 units among his 3 sons.In 1831,he attempted to make Iraq independent from Ottoman empire,but he failed and was captured by Ottoman forces with his family.The Ottoman sultan-Mahmud II exiled him in Bursa(City in Turkey).
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Star Chronicles:Embers of the Calamity

Let Power Be Your Truth. Your Light. And Your Chains. That was the first law granted to the Nyxvalis clan. For thirty-eight generations it held. Through fire and blood, through empire and ruin, through centuries of war waged in the name of a bloodline that had long since ceased to be merely human. It held — and in holding, built a monolith so absolute that the world stopped asking whether it could fall. Then came the 39th Flame. Seven hundred and thirty-one entered the Chambers of Night. Forty-seven crawled back out. Not an army. Not a dynasty. An ember — dim, diminished, and already encircled by enemies who had spent years sharpening their finest wolves in anticipation of its arrival. A heresy in numbers alone. A silent warning to those still bold enough to hear it: If a monolith can tremble — so too can it fall. As the world prepares to record the embers in its annals, so must its instruments play their parts. Those duty-bound to hold the monolith in place. Those eager to test the might of a millennium of power. And the forty-seven — carrying a smiling ember within. A dark gothic world of political deceit and ancient bloodlines. Empires built on inherited violence. Power forged in law and broken in shadow. And beneath it all — the slow, certain rot of institutions that have never once been held accountable. This is the world of The Star Chronicles. A story about survival without innocence. Legacy worn like chains. And the particular kind of power that doesn't free you — it simply decides how you burn. Embers of the Calamity Volume III
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The Last Heir's Awakening

The Belfast kingdom was a small kingdom amidst other kingdoms, made up of rare-blood elves, who were ever scorned for their almost human like appearance and their limited mana reserves. Yet, they all lived a positive life, not blaming or cursing the humans, or the other demi humans. This is what Renard Belfast, the only child of the Belfast royal family, loved about the kingdom. No matter what, they all kept their smiles, shaping him into a compassionate soul, with dreams of a brighter future. However, the bright mood and innocent smiles were all suddenly tainted by blood, flames, and heaps of corpses when greed fueled armies sent by the neighbouring kingdom attacked, fueled by the greed of land and riches. Unable to fight back, the elves were obliterated, reducing their kingdom into ruins. Renard finds himself stuck under the protective arms of his mother, who had been stabbed from the back, and all he could hear is the screams of his kingdom, leaving him alone and vulnerable, shattering his heart. As hope faded from his eyes, a scavenger called Neil, drawn by the potential spoils of war, discovers him, and takes him under his wing to a distant kingdom, where he can find refuge and safety. He soon gets acclimatized to his new surroundings, as his new found family embraces him, soothing his young heart. But as soon as he buries his trauma, Neil's family is brutally murdered, all in front of him and Kael, igniting a dormant darkness within him. In that moment of darkness and despair, he becomes the chosen host of a Dark Sovereign, who offers him strength and abilities man could never attain, but at what cost? He struggles with the duality of his nature: The everlasting kindness taught by his kingdom, which now seemed too valuable to grant to humans, and the formidable darkness growing in him, granted by the Dark Sovereign. As he learns to harness his new found power, he sets out on two quests; to seek revenge on those who destroyed his family and to reclaim his fallen kingdom, a path full of thorns, blood, smiles, laughs, cries and happiness. His choices will have a heavy impact on his destiny and the world around him. Will he become an Angel; a beacon of hope.... Or will he become a Devil, a beacon of destruction and revenge? ****
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NEXDAY: The Way Of Evolution

NEXDAY: In Way of Evolution Prologue: There are two kinds of worlds. This story begins on Earth — where seventy percent of everything built over thousands of years of human effort has been reduced, in two years, to rubble and radiation and silence. Only sealed cities remain, built by the world's most powerful people. For common people, entry means servitude. Outside those walls, the world simply endures. In this broken world, one man still works. A man who survived three world wars, buried everyone he loved, and still refuses to stop — not because he is fearless, but because he has already lost everything except the one thing he is still fighting for. His name is Elias Voss. One hundred and twenty-one years old. He does not look it — because of decades of biological research. Beneath his building, deep underground — a laboratory, a life-support system, and the woman he has kept alive while the world fell apart. Throughout his life, a pale blue light has appeared at the edge of his vision. Brief. Gone before he can look at it directly. He never understood what it was. His purpose: Save his wife. Save their unborn child. Finish the work no one else was willing to do. But the most powerful people in this world have armies fully under their control and technology common people cannot imagine. Elias Voss has to stood against them anyway. Not for himself. For his family. Until his last breath. But death, it turns out, was not the end. He does not know his story does not end on Earth. But somewhere in the blood, something has always known this life is not the whole story. It is the beginning of one. AUTHOR NOTE: THIS FIRST VOLUME WILL BE LONG. I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON THIS. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHY ELIAS WANTS TO EVOLVE — IT IS IMPORTANT IN THE FANTASY WORLD. —————— Fantasy world — And then there is the other world. Every living being arrives carrying something that belongs to them alone. A system — unique, personal, impossible to copy — that grows as they grow, with no ceiling except the one they refuse to push past. Human civilization here stands as one of the most powerful forces ever. Built on bloodlines older than memory. Six organizations at its peak. Four absolute. Two that shape every generation — an Academy that shape powerhouse and a Military that has never lost its territory. At the very top are beings whose presence alone changes the air around them. Not gods. Something more honest — people who refused to stop growing until they reached something that had no name yet. Into this world a child is about to be born. His bloodline connects four of the six absolute forces. His name is Nexday. He carries the memory of one hundred and thirty-nine years. But in this world, even that is just the beginning. AUTHOR NOTE: DON'T THINK BECAUSE MC IS BORN IN A STRONG FAMILY HIS JOURNEY WILL BE EASY. IT WILL BE AN ADVENTURE WORTH READING.
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