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The God of War Calen Storm
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Calen Storm is the son of the legendary General of Aerondale, a kingdom famous for its mighty swordsmen and warriors who master various magical powers. However, Calen is the one exception. He is weak and devoid of any magical abilities. His wife, Lila Frost, and her family look down on him, especially after his father's death. They regret marrying her to Calen. One day, Calen is attacked by mysterious assailants and nearly loses his life. But just before he succumbs, he hears a strange whisper. When he wakes, he finds himself transformed into the strongest person in the world. He became the God of War, the hero his people had been waiting for.
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Killed
Only the sound of Calen Storm's ragged breathing and his stumbling footsteps echoed through the stillness of the forest. He kept glancing over his shoulder, his pursuers now close enough for him to hear their mocking laughter. Calen cursed his frail legs for failing to carry him faster."Where do you think you’re going, loser? No matter where you run, we’ll find you!" one of the masked men shouted."Come here, little rat!" another taunted.Even though their faces were hidden, Calen knew they were sent by his wife Lila Frost's family. They wanted him to divorce Lila, but he had refused. Calen was sure they intended to kill him to make Lila a widow. The swords they carried bore the Frost family crest, a dead giveaway.Calen loved his wife, and their marriage was something his late father, Aldric Storm, had wanted. Lila was a beautiful woman from a noble family in Aerondale, her father a minister. It was only natural that Calen, the son of Aerondale's greatest and most legendary general,
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The God of War Calen Storm Calen’s Escape
Calen exhaled slowly, keeping his back pressed against the cold stone wall of the palace corridor. He had slipped past two guards already, but the hardest part was yet to come—getting through the main halls without drawing attention.Dawn was breaking, and the palace was beginning to stir. Servants shuffled through the corridors, preparing for the day ahead. The distant clang of armor signaled the changing of the guard. He had to move now.Keeping his head down, he adjusted his stance, walking with the hurried but purposeful stride of a palace servant.He turned a corner—And nearly crashed into a soldier.Calen’s instincts kicked in. He shifted his weight at the last second, stepping sideways, his body twisting with practiced ease. The soldier barely noticed him, brushing past as he spoke to his comrade.“This is serious,” the man muttered under his breath. “The Queen ordered additional patrols across Rivermoore. Every gate is to be watched, and no one is to leave without clearance.”
Last Updated : 2025-03-24The God of War Calen Storm She Let Him Go
Calen knew he should turn back, but his instincts refused to let him. His breath was steady, his movements calculated as he trailed after Queen Elara, keeping to the shadows.She walked with a purpose, gliding through the palace with effortless grace until she reached a secluded corridor. Calen pressed himself against the wall, watching as she stopped before a large, unmarked stone surface.Elara lifted her hand and whispered an incantation in a language he did not recognize.The air shifted.A deep, resonant hum filled the corridor as golden symbols flickered to life along the surface of the wall. The stone rippled as if it were liquid, then slowly parted, revealing a hidden passage beyond.Calen’s breath hitched.On the other side, bathed in soft golden light, was the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen.A river of crystalline water flowed between towering cliffs, its surface shimmering like liquid starlight. The air was thick with magic, the energy almost tangible. Lush, emera
Last Updated : 2025-03-23The God of War Calen Storm The Sacred River
Calen observed the situation carefully, his mind racing for an opportunity, but he knew he was trapped for now. The chamber was too small, too enclosed. Any movement, any misstep, would draw unwanted attention. The other envoys were silent, standing in respectful stillness, their expressions unreadable. If he so much as shifted out of place, someone would notice.So, he waited.It didn’t take long before the Queen, the elder priestess, and the four chosen apprentices returned. The air in the room felt different now, subtly charged with something unspoken as if whatever had transpired beyond those doors had left a lingering presence.Queen Elara moved with an effortless grace, her golden eyes sweeping over the gathered figures. “The ritual will take place tomorrow morning,” she announced, her voice calm yet absolute. “For now, you may rest.”With that, she turned and departed, her sheer veils trailing behind her like whispers of silk. The moment she disappeared behind the grand doors l
Last Updated : 2025-03-22The God of War Calen Storm The Ritual
Calen moved with the convoy, his steps measured, his posture straight. He kept his head slightly lowered, as the real envoys did, blending seamlessly into the group as they glided through the palace’s grand corridors. The silence was oppressive, thick with unspoken expectation. The sound of their footsteps was muffled by the rich crimson and gold carpeting, but Calen could hear his own heartbeat, steady yet alert.As they reached the heart of the royal pavilion, a line of high-ranking female soldiers awaited them—Vynoria’s elite guards. Their presence was unmistakable. These were not ordinary warriors but living symbols of the kingdom’s might. Their polished silver armor gleamed like liquid moonlight under the golden chandeliers, each intricate engraving catching the warm glow of enchanted fire. Unlike the male soldiers of the lower ranks, these women carried themselves with a quiet, unshakable authority.Their expressions were unreadable.Their hands, though resting by their sides, w
Last Updated : 2025-03-21The God of War Calen Storm Reckless
As Calen finished hanging the last of the damp uniforms, the sky had deepened into shades of indigo, the first stars flickering above the palace. The air was cooler now, carrying the faint scent of blooming night jasmine from the royal gardens.With his task completed, he dusted his hands off and made his way back toward the barracks, weaving through the dimly lit corridors. His muscles ached from the long hours of scrubbing, but his mind remained sharp, focused on the mission ahead.Then, he heard it.A hushed conversation, carried on the evening breeze.He slowed his pace, instinct guiding him to the edge of a stone archway. Pressing himself into the shadows, he listened.Two palace attendants stood by the covered walkway, their voices tinged with both exhaustion and anticipation.“The Eastern Prayer Envoys will arrive tomorrow,” one of them said, adjusting the scarf draped over her shoulders. “They must be close by now.”Her companion groaned softly. “That means we’ll be working no
Last Updated : 2025-03-21The God of War Calen Storm Watching Closely
Calen made his way toward the washing area, carefully balancing the large pile of military garments in his arms. This was a menial task, but in reality, it was his best chance to observe the palace’s inner workings. If he could track which servants moved between the Queen’s Pavilion and the laundry station, he might uncover a pattern—a way in.The washing station was a large open-air structure, covered with wooden beams and lined with long stone basins. Water flowed continuously through the carved channels, providing an efficient system for scrubbing clothes clean. The scent of soap and damp fabric filled the air, mixed with the occasional herbal fragrance of perfumed oils used for the Queen’s linens.He set the pile down near one of the basins, rolling up his sleeves as his eyes discreetly scanned the workers.Most of them were women, bustling around with practiced efficiency. Some were scrubbing, others were rinsing and wringing out the garments before hanging them on wooden racks.
Last Updated : 2025-03-21The God of War Calen Storm A Spy’s Resolve
Calen gripped the broom handle and strode toward the barracks courtyard, his expression carefully neutral, though inside, he was calculating his next steps.This punishment was a blessing in disguise.While the other soldiers were busy at their posts, he would be alone, away from watchful eyes, free to observe and strategize. He couldn’t afford another close call like earlier. Queen Elara Wynn had seen him before—if she put the pieces together, it was over.But he wasn’t here just to survive. He was here to uncover the secret behind Vynoria’s power.On the surface, Vynoria was a nation built on faith, its military and governance deeply intertwined with sacred rituals. Their warriors fought with unwavering conviction, their land flourished despite its lack of natural resources, and their cities stood impenetrable despite their apparent dependence on prayer.It made no sense.Aerondale’s leaders believed there had to be something more.A hidden source of strength. A keystone that, once
Last Updated : 2025-03-18The God of War Calen Storm A Moment of Suspense
Calen’s heart pounded so violently he could hear the rush of blood in his ears. Each heavy beat was a warning—this was it.Queen Elara Wynn moved with the deliberate, unhurried grace of someone who had never once doubted her authority. Her golden gown, embroidered with intricate silver threads, shimmered under the morning sun, and each step she took seemed to demand reverence.He forced himself to remain still, his hands clenched at his sides beneath his leather gloves. His fingers ached from the pressure, but he dared not relax them.If she recognized him, it was over.He was one man, outnumbered and surrounded, in the heart of enemy territory. His only defense was his disguise. No sudden movements. No eye contact.The soldiers standing beside him held their heads high, their backs straight, their expressions resolute. They belonged here. Their loyalty to Rivermoore was evident in the way their chests swelled with pride as the Queen passed.Calen, on the other hand, was an intruder.
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The God of War Calen Storm The Queen’s Arrival
Despite the weight of exhaustion, Calen had fallen into a deep, dreamless sleep the moment he closed his eyes. His body had been too worn down by the day's events to resist.But even in sleep, a shadow of tension lingered.Someone had tried to kill him.It was almost certain they had come from the palace. Yet, ironically, by stepping into the lion’s den, he had made himself invisible. The assassin would scour Rivermoore for him, search the alleys, the markets, the docks—everywhere except here.Because no one would ever think to look for him inside the palace itself.As the first sliver of morning light crept through the high windows of the barracks, a sharp, commanding voice shattered the silence.“Up! All of you, on your feet!”Calen’s eyes snapped open. Around him, soldiers were already stirring, some groaning, others instantly rolling out of bed with practiced efficiency.Rowan, still lying down, groggily rubbed his face before turning to Calen with a grin. “This is it, brother.”C
Last Updated : 2025-03-16
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