Prologue — The Crimson Rift
There are many worlds…Some were born of light. Others born of darkness.But one was born of desire—twisting, raging, divine.
In that world, magic is law, power is worship, and lust is legacy.
The world of Etharis had seen kings rise and fall. Gods play games with mortals. Monsters roam the skies. Empires built on the backs of slaves and steel. For thousands of years, it devoured itself.
But Etharis was not dead.
It was waiting.
In a lonely forest near the ruins of the dead city Velmoria, a rift opened. No one witnessed it—no one except the earth that split apart, the skies that bled, and the ancient beasts that fled in terror.
From that crimson fracture in the sky…he fell.
Not gently. Not silently. Not like a man.
He hit the earth like a meteor, tearing through stone, steel, and history. The impact silenced birds for miles. Smoke billowed. Lightning cracked without clouds.
His name was Auron Valarion.
On Earth, he had been just another man—cynical, brilliant, dangerous in thought but powerless in body. Now, he awoke naked, wrapped in a pale golden aura, standing amid a crater pulsing with arcane fire.
"Initializing Sovereign System…""Welcome, Outworlder.""You are chosen.""You are everything."
He gasped, body seizing. Knowledge poured into him—languages he had never learned, spells he had never cast, pleasures he had never tasted.
[System Installed: Sovereign's Crown][All Skills: Unlocked][Titles Granted: Apex | Dominator | Wombbinder | Eternal Monarch][Class: God-King]
He wasn't reborn.
He was rebuilt.
Above him, the sky stitched itself back together—ash swirling into a spiral.
And far across the lands of Etharis…Women stirred. Queens sat upright in their royal beds. Priestesses clutched their wombs in prayer. Monster girls howled beneath the moon.They all felt him.
Destiny had just gotten very, very wet.