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Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm. Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were. His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp. Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign. And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father. Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is.... Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms. --------------------------------- So this is an original novel and I am giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance. The First twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote so please read till chapter 30 at least before deciding if it is not for you. It really gets better quickly. P.s The cover Is not mine

Nate_Quinn · Eastern
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894 Chs

For my Agenda, I shall never hurt them

Hal leaped out of the way in an attempt to escape the swing of holy light that chased after him. Further confirmation (to his dismay) of how out of his league this opponent was.

*BEAMMMM!!!*

*BOOOOOOM!!!*

A beam of said holy light hit the spot he had just leaped away from. Annihilating the Rosebushes that beautified the courtyard.

Hal had to admit that the sight brought a frown to his face.

Melinda loved those bushes.

Further confirmation that she was not in control of her body, he was sure she would never destroy (according to her) what makes the mansion feel homely.

But of course, this was of no consequence, he knew all this already, any further confirmation did not help or worsen the situation.

The situation would simply remain the same.

And in this case, the same was a fancy word for trouble.

A barrel roll to escape debris brought him face to face with those dreadful Golden eyes that now seemed mildly amused.