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Heir To The Mad Pirate

3000 years ago, the world quaked and everything changed. Society went through a major upheaval that led to the fall of several societies and governments and the eventual rise of more powerful governments and organizations. In the current Era, an era where power decides and the encompassing sea is desired by all, a boy Hans Don Kruxe is born. Despite being born from parents who are both revered nobility in their own rights, Han Don Kruxe doesn’t get to live the idle princely life and unfortunately, when he turns nineteen, his world gets far worse than he can imagine. With his mother missing and his father his enemy, Kruxe thrusts himself into a dangerous world filled with humans and beings with abilities beyond normal but with the strong desire to save his mother, he becomes a pirate of the dangerous sea with nothing but a voice filled with promises by his side. “Lieutenants, captains, Vice-Admirals, Admirals, “forget about them, if my son is already being called a sea tyrant, then I sure as hell I’m becoming a grand admiral” Don Hashvil said with a chuckle not minding the several pressures that had been released on him. ****** Guys, truth is, though this book starts slow, just be a little chill, after all even the greatest of Aircraft are built on land... for now at least. Be patient my brothers and get introduced to greatness.

Bad_Bishop · Fantasy
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174 Chs

Beaten Up

"I got the crap beaten out of me."

These eight words were the simple and only words Kruxe would use to describe this day if he was ever asked about it.

After being grabbed and carried out of the hotel he had been at, a flurry of hands and fists had come raining down on Kruxe, the boy being beaten up so badly that he couldn't make sense of anything happening around him.

After the immediate beatings, one of which had left him barely able to open his right eye and blood leaking from his lips and forehead, Kruxe had been taken and thrown out into the streets, left to be a sore sight for all the passersby.

Lying out on the untarred dusty road, Kruxe's eyes were battered by the brilliant rays of the sun, but in the end, all he could do was squint and eventually close his eyes, his body lacking the strength to turn.