The Sovereign Codex.
Edrin Rhal did not want power.
What he wanted was to get through his required military service, to go back home, and to keep away from the wars that kings fight.
But when an ambush that is deadly wipes out his commanders, the soldiers who are frightened start to look to him for orders and something that is ancient begins to awaken.
The Sovereign Codex.
A System that is mysterious and does not reward only strength.
It rewards Authority.
The more people that follow Edrin willingly, the stronger he becomes. The more commanders and rulers that are taken down because of his actions, the more Authority he can gain.
But there is a price for power.
As the land of Nareth falls into a war that is brutal involving three princes, Edrin goes from being just an insignificant conscript to becoming a commander responsible for many lives. Each victory he has gives him more influence. Each mistake he makes adds more names to his book of the dead.
And soon, Edrin learns that the struggle for the throne is only a part of a much larger situation.
Kings do not hold power just because they wear crowns.
Crowns have power because people kneel to them.
And Edrin might have the one System that is capable of making them stop.
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Chapter: Recognized FollowersEdrin waited for the world to change and it did not.A thin thread of warmth slipped into his chest then disappeared almost immediately. There was no sudden rush of strength coursing through his veins, no clarity illuminating the chaotic haze surrounding him. There was no power to draw from the lifeless body of the squad commander lying dead at his feet. The Codex had whispered in cryptic tones, then gone silent, leaving him just a recruit with a cracked sword gripped tightly and blood spattering his once-white boots, a strong reminder of brutality at this moment.Confusion and fear weighed heavily in his gut, that dark weight pressing down on him harshly. He felt like a marionette with cut strings, feeling vulnerable and lost. There was no time to untangle emotions, no luxury to process the dread gnawing at him.Around him, the line was coming apart already.Without the squad commander to guide them, the newer men floundered like fish thrown from a net. Two of them turned and sprinte
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Chapter: Right of RuinThe first arrow struck a man through the shoulder, a gruesome sight that marked the beginning of chaos.After that, the sky filled with arrows.They came in sheets, arcing through the night like dark phantoms against the flickering torchlight. The noise when they hit wood and flesh was wet and final, a grim sound underscoring the horrors of war. Recruits dropped where they were, eyes wide with terror, disbelief visible on their faces. Some screamed, their voices cutting through the night, while most simply fell, abruptly silenced, their lives ended in the turmoil.Edrin saw the man who had been in the tent with him three nights before go down with an arrow through his face. He remembered their brief jest about home, the warmth of shared laughter over rations, now replaced by the cold certainty of death. The body fell backward, life gone in an instant, and did not move again. There was no time to look back; no time to feel anything clear, no moments of reflection or grief in the midst
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Chapter: Hostile AuthorityThe convoy kept moving through the darkness. No one knew what waited ahead, and with every mile, the fear grew.No one talked about what the injured scout had murmured before fading into the dark; his words felt like a frightening warning. The officers, serious and determined, simply instructed the column to move on. Torches were lit at uneven intervals, their flickering flames creating ghostly shadows that moved along the steep slopes, making them look even more threatening than they actually were. Shadows held on to every rock, changing the once-familiar path into a disconcerting maze of doubt.The veteran soldiers appeared different; their manner had shifted from tired endurance to a tense watchfulness. They no longer walked with the relaxed step of a long trek, their bodies laden with weariness. Instead, their shields were firmly held in place on their arms, spears and swords gripped tightly in hand, prepared for any hidden danger that might lurk in the dark. Eyes constantly scann
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Chapter: Nobody Sleeps TonightThe news reached the camp without warningPanic coursed through the tents before the sun had completely risen above the hills. Men who had recently learned to maintain a line exchanged wide-eyed glances filled with surprise. Some of them had never held an actual weapon before. Others flinched at the sound of an instructor's shout. The unexpected command to march north threw them into a chaotic search for their equipment which did not feel familiar to them.Officers moved through the confusion speaking in flat tones.“You are not being sent to fight.”“Dravaran forces have moved back from the border.”“Your job is only to escort. Supplies. Arms. Replacement gear for Fort Varos.”These words eased the tension for most of the recruits.Shoulders relaxed. Breaths slowed. A few of them even laughed nervously, short bursts of laughter as if the news had been a poorly timed joke at their expense.Vaeron remained unshaken.Edrin watched from the edge of the formation. The commander stood over
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Chapter: Right of RuinThe golden words would not leave him.Edrin stayed awake long after the quiet fell over the tent where others rested. A light hovered just above his chest, steady and cold, casting an unusual glow that flickered across the fabric of the tent, making the shadows in the corners clearer. When he turned his head, the words seemed to shift with him, behaving as if they had a life of their own. Closing his eyes, the words persisted behind his eyelids, intruding on the darkness of sleep he sought. The camp remained still, marked by a tranquility that felt heavy. Taren breathed steadily, a reminder of the normal world, while another man nearby murmured softly and rolled around in search of dreams. The light remained unseen by the others in the camp, a mystery known only to him.He stared at the words until they burned into his mind, each letter pressing against his thoughts like it was freshly drawn on parchment.Bearer: Edrin RhalRecognized Authority: 0Recognized Followers: 0Territory: No
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Chapter: Bearer RecognizedThe recruits went into the long stone hall and found their places in rows.The walls were old, and they were rough and worn in some places. Narrow windows high above let in thin strips of daylight which was not bright enough to illuminate much. At the far end, the Authority Stone was on a raised platform, It was dark and smooth and taller than any man in the hall.Officers were lined up along both walls, their uniforms were clean and their insignias were clear. They only spoke when it was necessary. Mostly they stood watching.Some recruits looked eager while others shifted their weight or rubbed their palms against their trousers.Names were called one after another.Each man stepped forward and placed both hands against the stone and waited.It usually took just a few seconds.Light would gather and a Mark would form in the air for everyone present to see. Then that image would fade and the Mark itself would settle into the skin.Most of the recruits did not receive anything special
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