Destiny splits before me into two unrelated, straight lines: 
one leading to a palace and city ablaze, the Kingdom overthrown, the Earth bearing suffering, and Life enduring torment in this Fire.
And the other leading to the pinnacle of Ancient Kings, where deities in the clouds personally crown me. I don the laurel wreath, basking in the cheers of the mountain. My gaze pierces through the mists of history, my Knights conquer lands for me, my Sword cleaves through obstacles, leading my people to victory.

I take up this Scepter, holding the Authority of the World in my hands. I overlook the multitude, altering the course of history.

I am Brand, King of Vorn, and this is my Legendary tale.

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Plain version synopsis: This is a story about a Senior Warrior with memories of rebirth, crossing back into the World he once fought for to alter the strands of history and make a mark in the sands of time.

'Bang' a crisp sound echoed, and the arched window glass shattered like butterflies. The cultists swarmed in, some wearing monk soldier robes, others donning noble guards' attire, but all with expressions cold as iron, their swords gleaming with chilling light. Two hundred years ago, during the Glory era, Erune's nobles were born to follow Former King Ai Ke into life and death, all skilled in archery and horse riding; yet the current kingdom's nobles are half lost in revelries, facing such ruthless foes, they resemble a collapsing wall retreating, as fear-induced screams and howls erupted in a cacophony.


Chapter 1149 - Chapter 287: The Princess and the Knight