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Shadow Slave: The Holy Emperor

Flashtheash100
This is a self-insert story, and yes, I got rid of Sunny because I don’t know how to write him without ruining his character. (within the scope of this story) I am also stealing a few attributes and ideas from other fanfics. (I will be putting the names below this) Also, this fanfic is not spoiler-free for the later chapters. As of the time I'm writing this on Chapter 2216, I will reference things from later chapters if I feel like it. This is my first attempt to write a fanfiction, and I'm taking inspiration from damn reincarnation for the aspect. I'm going to be putting in OCs. (there will be a picture) Weaving a New Web Shadow Slave: Love is Worth Waiting for Discord link: https://discord.gg/skxVvWSca2 Warning: There are cuss words. Also, the R18 tag is a maybe, just in case I ever decide to. Thank you, Spinelesstree77 for making the cover for me
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The Rise of the Queen

The First Book of the Kingdom of Sheba When the suns of kings are extinguished, When the voices of sage's fade into hush, And the throne sways uncertainly amidst the shadows…The Daughter of the Sun rises. In the heart of the Kingdom of Sheba where the scent of frankincense mingles with the breath of ancient time, and walls shiver with sleepless secrets A journey unlike any other begins. A woman born of prophecy stands at the crossroads of light and shadow, to seize a crown not forged for her, but for which she herself was forged. Balqis, last of the House of Al-Haddad, does not walk to the throne she ascends it, as one who climbs into her own fate. Encircled by tribal whispers, and assailed by the schemes of men who fear her radiance, she dares to rise in a realm that tests all who attempt to reshape its sacred order. This book is the threshold to a legend in the making Where philosophy bleeds into politics, rituals merge with sacrifice, and history dreams in fire. The Rise of the Queen is no mere tale of a woman’s reign in an age that worships only masculine might, but a profound meditation on will, On the weight of inheritance, and on a question that refuses to fade: Can light prove itself in the inferno of doubt? In this first odyssey through Sheba’s realm, we walk beside Balqis through the chill of crowds and the shadows of court, we hear the heartbeat of conspiracy, Glimpse the flare of decision, and trace the silhouette of a queen who carves time with a glance and reshapes destiny with a single word. The Rise of the Queen is the dawn of an era...The spark of a sovereign flame. For only that which burns… may truly shine.
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