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War had been averted—but at what cost? The Empire stood fractured, exposed—and the scent of weakness drew predators who had waited years for this moment. One of them had already made his move, sinking his claws into the Empire's wounded body with a death grip—not to destroy, but to...

The Boss of the Shadow District has fallen, and the Clans who seized power aren't happy—especially those whose interests I inadvertently disrupted. Now the list of people who want me dead has grown, with a second offended Grand Prince joining the first. But will that be enough to stop the rising Paladin of Darkness? Well, let them try.

The Empire's elite were finally beginning to face a hard truth: the age of impunity was ending. Every action—no matter how well hidden behind privilege or title—now carried consequences. Understanding that truth was one thing. Accepting it was another. For the most zealous Princes, power...

I was once a mighty Paladin of Darkness, mother of all the Elements. The one and only of my kind. Some called me the chosen one, a savior destined to rescue the world; others insisted I would be its downfall. I never got the chance to discover who was right. Society conspired with the traitors to trap me in the deadly Element of Time. But a year later, I managed to break free . . . wait, how has it been 700 years?

So, let's take stock. I rebuilt the district. Made enemies disappear. Gained allies. Put the Shadow Clan back on the map. By now, I should've earned a break. Naturally, that's when the real trouble starts. Some people preferred us powerless—silent, broken, easy to control. Now Marcus the Paladin is back in their way, and they're done playing fair. The next wave of enemies doesn't want war. They want erasure. But if they think I'm going quietly, they haven't been paying attention. Let's see who steps up next—and how far they're willing to fall.

I took control of the Shadow Clan, giving the district's residents something they hadn't had in years—a chance to breathe freely. Independence, protection, and a shot at a normal life. But to the rest of society, the Shadow Clan was still nothing more than a den of killers, criminals, and thieves. They despised us. They refused to leave us alone. And worst of all? They underestimated us.

I'd dedicated my whole life to becoming the next Guardian of the Empire. I'd seen it all: endless killings, wars, and coups. I was gifted, and I became the youngest of the Genius rank, striking fear into the hearts of my enemies. Evidently, that wasn't enough. My real journey only began when I lost everyone who was dear to me, and then used a secret Guardian technique to travel one day back in time—so I could get revenge on those responsible. Only now it seemed I'd gone back much further than one day, and there were many more of them than I'd expected . . .

Das Oberhaupt des Schattendistrikts ist gestürzt, und die machthungrigen Klans sind nicht glücklich darüber–besonders diejenigen, deren Pläne ich versehentlich durchkreuzt habe. Die Liste derer, die mich tot sehen wollen, ist noch länger geworden, und ein zweiter beleidigter Großfürst hat sich dem Ersten angeschlossen. Doch reicht all das aus, um den aufstrebenden Paladin der Finsternis aufzuhalten?

Ich war einst ein mächtiger Paladin der Dunkelheit, die Mutter aller Elemente. Der Größte meiner Art. Einige nannten mich den Auserwählten, den Retter der Welt; andere waren überzeugt, ich würde ihr Untergang sein. Ich bekam nie die Gelegenheit, herauszufinden, wer richtig lag. Die Gemeinschaft verbündete sich mit den Verrätern, um mich in der tödlichen Umarmung des Elements der Zeit gefangenzunehmen.