How I Became the Strongest Sovereign
*Please do check out and add my New Novel: 'Peerless Librarian' to your collections!* *All Characters, Notions, and Themes are a work of fiction* In a world governed by physical power, strength, and Magical Ability, James finds himself at the top of the hierarchy with everything a man could ask for Money, Prestige, Political Power, and Freedom. Unfortunately, his perfect reign doesn’t last long and an unexpected event causes him to be transmigrated into a new world through a pitiful death. James is reborn into a realm of supremacy and struggle, where each world is its own pillar, lifting up the central station of magic… The upper realm. 7 Monarchs, 7 Seats, and a Tournament of Power - a competition worth everything. Does he have what it takes to occupy all the seats and have all the worlds at the palm of his hands? Or will he be held back by revenge, lust, and death? Follow James on his new journey, to once again reach the top of the food chain and become the Strongest Sovereign... ========= A/N: The first couple of chapters aren't the greatest due to my lack of experience when I first started writing, this caused the pacing and planning of the first few chaps to be flawed. Therefore, some readers may be disinterested to read after this point but I strongly do urge you to carry on reading. After the time skip, the Story, Plot, and characters, all get better and become much more fledged out. Enjoy Reading! Cover Art by @ara_meraki
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-Sara's POV-
I quickly washed my hands in the bathroom when the door opened. Turning my head to look at who it was, I met the brown doe eyes of Malia. As soon as she met my look, her face twisted into a look of annoyance while walking past the sink and into a toilet stall. I rolled my eyes, glaring at her as she dodged my attempt to bump her shoulder.
When she locked the bathroom stall, I continued doing my eyeliner, focusing on the natural glow my skin emitted under the bathroom light. Suddenly, the door swung open again and in came three girls wearing short skirts and tight white blouses paired with a black tie.
One girl connected her eyes with mine before I looked away, minding my business and sharpening the wing of my thick winged liner. I felt their presence walking towards me and soon they came into my vision, standing next to me to fix their hair and makeup.