Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel



In a town just a distance from the capital city, a man with a full face of beard, and in full armor, dressed for battle walked up a podium.

Before him were young zealous youths with their eyes shining bright on him.

The audience was also in armor, all of them dressed and prepared for battle.

Behind the man on stage was the Chanland Kingdom Flag, and the war banner of this army.

This man was called Razan.

Before the fall of the Capital city, he was an Officer in the army. Although he was not a high-ranking one, he still commanded enough respect. He was in charge of Public relations between the military and the people.

He was born of Commoners' blood, and like many from his side of the world, he knew that he could only amount to so much in this life.

At most, a good house to live in with a pension once he retired.

However, like most that had come close to power and understood its pool, he did not want to end up living a simple life.

What he wanted was the worship and admiration of the masses.

He wanted wealth, women, and any pleasures that the physical world could bring him.

The moment the Capital fell, he could see how disheartened those around him became.

Many officers and even nobles journeyed to the Capital City to swear loyalty to Chiron.

However, he was different.

He saw this as a great opportunity.

This was an opportunity to rise to the top.

After all, Chiron was not of the Chanland Kingdom and therefore had no right to rule.

Since all of the Royal family members were now dead, this was the perfect opportunity he needed to rise to the top.

History books had great tales of Men that started out as rebel leaders but ended up becoming Rulers of kingdoms.

This was such an opportunity that had presented itself.

There were many people in the kingdom, especially hot-blooded youths who knew nothing of politics or power that did not like the state of the kingdom and claimed patriotism.

Great Arousing Speeches were the glue Politicians used to mend the hearts of the youths to their bidding.

As one that had related with people, especially civilians for the longest of times, he knew and understood how people thought processes worked.

Every time he stepped up to talk, he knew the right words to arouse their heart's desires.

Even faults that were not Chiron's and were a result of bad governance from the former administration were suddenly now placed on the Armless Prince that had come to conquer.

At first, he stood on empty Barrels to give speeches on the street.

However, soon, as he gathered more followers, he grew stronger, and many spread rumors that he was the one the gods had sent to deliver them from the hands of the Vandora Kingdom.

Of course, these rumors were also his handy work.

He ensured that their attention was always on him, as his claims became bolder and bigger.

Of course, he was not the only person that did something similar.

Many rebel groups of individual leaders were everywhere.

Some rebel groups joined forces together, while others conquered each other and absolved the weaker groups to get bigger and stronger.

Currently, Razan's group of rebels was one of the strongest.

For a long time now, he had been honing his strength, gathering people for fights, and even managing to secure some artefacts that could help with the battle.

To add to this, he managed to get his hands on Two War Tesseracts.

Naturally, his plan involved violence. For the hot-blooded youths, it was the only thing that could quench the heat in their veins.

However, he was also a very sceptical person.

He had planned to launch an attack on the Capital City for the longest time now, but unfortunately, Chiron's experiment was a strong deterrent.

After all, this was the Core power of a red core beast.

Just one of those things could flatten his entire army and all that he had worked so hard for.

He had no choice but to hide and bid his time. This attack had to be done at exactly when Chiron was weakest.

However, Days passed and the explosions in the sky were never ceaseless.

His men grew angrier and more impatient.

As one who could read hearts well, he understood that there was only so much he could do to pacify his men.

Some of them had started to even think that he was becoming soft in the legs.

What he needed now more than ever was blood. Blood of the enemy to bind his men together.

After which his position as King would be sealed.

He too was also tired of holding back, and therefore, he gave the order for all to assemble.

He climbed the podium, and then he walked before them.

"My brothers and Sisters, we have endured long enough. But tonight, we shall hold back no longer. Even the earth cries for blood in my sleep. It calls me to water its dust with the blood of the Vandora Kingdom!"

"YEEE!!!" The crowd Cheered as he talked. Many of them whistled loudly, and the many others screamed war cries.

"Tonight! We answer those cries. We answer the Cries from mother Chanland, and wash away all her suffering with their BLOOD!!!"

"YES!!!" The crowd screamed and there was sudden jumping and dancing and drums gave out melodic beats to stir the blood up.

He removed his sword and pointed it for the Capital, "For the CHANLAND KINGDOM!!!"

"FOR THE CHANLAND KINGDOM!" He Echoed after him.

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Meanwhile...

Chiron had walked out with Dylan Deamon acting as his personal guards on each side.

Then again, it was not as if he needed it, but he was now sovereign of this country.

Putting up appearances was necessary.

Captain Timi hurried to him and took a knee, "My prince, what are your orders?"

Chiron Chuckled, "Nothing..."