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ASOIAF: Lord of Nature

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(Important: For early access to arcs and other interesting works, make sure to join 'the Den of Fics' using the code 'denoffanfics' on Discord) "After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." - Those were the words of a very suspicious but quite calm old man. What killed me? Was it a shot to the head from a burglary gone wrong? did I suddenly develop powers that stimulated my body to the point of death? Or had covid finally gotten to me after months of paranoid isolation? ‘No, apparently it was a heart attack according to the old geezer in front of me’. Join our unfortunate MC, as he tackles the mystery that is life, save an ungrateful world and hopefully find love along the way. (Disclaimer: I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire nor its characters. Those all belong to George R. R. Martin, aside from my OC.)
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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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