
Alfonzo Perez
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Novels by Alfonzo Perez

THE GOD'S OF CHOSEN WARRIOR
Fantasy
10
Li Jie was just an ordinary young man with no martial arts skills whatsoever. His tragic fate after the death of his parents did not make him weak. He endured insults and beatings from those who despised him without a single complaint.
Despite his limitations, a great blessing suddenly came to him. Martial arts—something he had only ever dreamed of—became his to wield, thanks to the help of a deity disguised as an old man. However, this blessing came with a heavy price. He was tasked with finding a divine relic and using it to reclaim the realm of the gods, which had fallen into the hands of demons.
Guided by his pure soul, Lie Jie was determined to aid the gods in restoring balance to the universe as it once was.
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Chapter: THE KINGDOM’S ELITE FORCES
Bargowo and Rangga spun around immediately, taking a stance back-to-back, ready to fight if they had to. "Surrender now—before we’re forced to use force!" one of the guards shouted, his voice trembling slightly despite his bravado. "Maybe you’d be better off in silk robes and lipstick than in soldier’s gear!" Bargowo shot back quickly, a mocking smile playing across his lips. "If you’re real men, don’t hide behind numbers! Fight me one on one!" The guards hesitated—none of them dared to face Bargowo alone. His towering frame was intimidating enough, but the massive cleaver at his hip promised a swift, brutal end to anyone foolish enough to challenge him. "No one is to fight!" a voice boomed from behind the ranks of guards. The soldiers turned their heads instantly, then bowed low in respect to the figure who had just spoken. "We greet you, Your Majesty!" they chorused in unison. A man with a kind yet co
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: COMMOTION AT THE PALACE GATES
Rangga nodded, then swung himself up onto his horse’s back with ease. Bargowo hurried to follow, leaping onto his own horse in one fluid motion. Lucky for him, the animal was sturdy and strong—otherwise, it would have surely struggled under the weight of a man as large as he. They urged their horses forward slowly, cutting through the dusty streets of Kotaraja. Every glance revealed a sight that soothed the soul: the city was laid out in perfect order, a testament to King Wanajaya’s care and devotion to his people. Not a single beggar or vagrant could be seen along the roads—and this only strengthened the image of a ruler who truly looked after those he governed. That day, the capital of the Cakrabuana Kingdom was bustling with life. Crowds of people moved through the streets, some pushing carts, others riding in carriages pulled by horses. Pedestrians wove their way through the throng, passing by merchants who called out their wares. It was a scene so
Last Updated: 2025-11-28
Chapter: BARGOWO’S SORROW
The woman shook her head gently, a soft smile playing at her lips. "Not strange at all—you look handsome without the beard." She even covered her face with her hands, as if embarrassed by how honestly she had spoken her mind. Bargowo furrowed his brow, feeling as if her praise was too much. "You’re the first person who’s ever called me handsome. Did my beard really make your eyes hurt that much?" The woman laughed—a loud, joyous sound that drew the attention of other patrons in the eatery, who turned to look at her. "My eyes are just fine, sir. Oh, right... let me introduce myself. My name is Siswati," she said, extending her hand toward him. Bargowo looked confused for a moment, then took her small hand in his large one. "I’m Bargowo." "Wow—your name fits you perfectly. Tall, strong, and powerful," Siswati praised, her eyes shining as she looked up at him. "You’re being too kind," Bargowo said, shaking his h
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: BARGOWO’S NEW LOOK
The eatery’s owner looked up, and a small gasp escaped her lips as she saw the tall, muscular man standing before her. Fear flickered in her eyes at the sight of his thick, unkempt beard and the massive cleaver at his hip—both of which lent him an air of raw, untamed ferocity. "Yes, sir? How may I help you?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, her gaze darting away from his, too afraid to meet his eyes. "My friend and I have just arrived in the city—he’s sitting over there," Bargowo said, nodding toward Rangga’s table. "I wanted to ask you something about the King, before I try to meet him, ma’am." The woman’s brow furrowed deeply in surprise. With a face and frame as intimidating as his, how could he possibly hope to meet King Wanajaya—who was surely guarded by soldiers with sharp eyes and even sharper swords? The guards would undoubtedly look at him with suspicion, if not outright hostility. "Is something wrong, ma’am? Do I look...
Last Updated: 2025-11-26
Chapter: SEEKING INFORMATION
Yoga felt truly trapped by the web of words he had woven. In that moment, he realized Prince Dananjaya was not as foolish as he had once thought. The King’s stepbrother had cornered him with a question that was nothing short of a snare—and he knew he must give the perfect answer if he was to escape their suspicion. "As things stand now, Your Highness, our forces are still outnumbered by theirs. If it was indeed Duke Hanggareksa’s men who destroyed the small stronghold, then we must wait for our other troops to arrive. We cannot afford to be hasty—to attack without a solid plan in place," he said, his voice steady as a rock, even as his hands trembled slightly at his sides. Dananjaya was stunned. He had meant to trap Yoga—but instead, he found himself on the receiving end of a subtle rebuke, a reminder of his own impatience to attack and seize control of the Duchy of Tanjung Rejo. "So what do you propose we do?" "We wait for the next wave of ou
Last Updated: 2025-11-26
Chapter: QUESTIONS FOR YOGA
"I do not know what happened, Your Highness. When we arrived there, we found the small stronghold in ruins, and the bodies of our soldiers lying scattered everywhere," the man said, his voice still trembling with fear. "Who could have done this?" Dananjaya murmured, his mind racing, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gusts that echoed in the quiet room. "Even if Hanggareksa has powerful warriors at his command, that stronghold was not an easy place to find. Unless... there is a traitor among us," said the old man—Dananjaya’s master—his eyes narrowing into tiny slits that fixed on Yoga, who immediately bowed his head lower. "Could it be that Lodra has betrayed us, Master?" Dananjaya asked, his fingers massaging his temples as a sudden headache throbbed through his skull. "What do you think?" the old man replied, a smile playing at his lips—a smile that held a mystery so deep it made the air around them feel thick with unease.
Last Updated: 2025-11-25

THE HUNTER OF DARKNESS
Fantasy
10
He is Fang An, the son of the legendary warrior who had withdrawn from the martial world.
At first, Fang An was commanded by the gods to hunt down the Prince of Darkness, who ceaselessly spread terror across the earth. But unexpectedly, he discovered evidence of a sinister conspiracy among the gods to strip his father, Fang Yun, of the immortality that resided within his body.
One day, Fang An would lead a war against the gods. It was then that he came to realize the gods were no different from humans—corrupt at heart and willing to eliminate one another in their lust for power.
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Chapter: Accusation
“But I will not accept being accused of belonging to that cursed sect! If they dare accuse me again, I’ll make sure everyone here dies!” A Long’s yellowish skin turned white as his anger flared.“Don’t be afraid, he’s only trying to scare us!” shouted A Fu, trying to sway the others.“If you accuse us one more time, I will let my brother here kill all of you!” Fang An barked, pointing his finger straight at A Fu’s face, which immediately froze in silence.“Watch your tongue, A Fu!” another man shouted, backing Fang An.Ying Sue and all the villagers in the dining house swallowed nervously. They didn’t know whether the young, sharp-eyed man’s words were true or just a bluff. But one thing was certain: the accusations A Fu hurled at the two young men were a mistake.“If you don’t want us in this village, we will leave. But only after we finish our meal. If I hear even one more accusation, I’ll hang the man’s head at the village ga
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Ren Zhi
"Yu Wei, how are the preparations for the Grand Blood Moon Ritual? Is everything ready?""My apologies, Leader… Of the thirteen virgins required for the grand ritual, we are still short of two. Our members are already moving to find the remaining ones. I am certain that before the ritual begins, the number will be complete," replied the long-haired man named Yu Wei."For the success of this grand ritual, I entrust everything to you, Yu Wei. Do not fail me, for I have never known the word failure. You know very well what I will do to you if the ritual fails!" said the man who was, in fact, Ren Zhi, the leader of the Holy Blood Moon Sect.It should be known that the Grand Blood Moon Ritual was a mandatory ceremony for Ren Zhi. Besides strengthening his martial power, the ritual also served to keep the leader of the Holy Blood Moon Sect eternally youthful.If at present his face looked around thirty-five years old, then after the ritual he
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Explanation of Directions
Fang An gave a small smile and nodded."At the very least, we need some information from you, Sir, about the situation inside that sect."Duke Song Jian took a deep breath and released it slowly."As for the current situation, I do not know, Prince. It has been more than twenty years since I last joined them.""It’s all right, Sir. At least it can serve as a rough picture for the two of us about the situation there. But for now, we want to bathe first. Later, we will meet you again," Fang An said."Very well, Prince." Duke Song Jian bowed slightly to show respect. After that, he walked back to his chamber.Nearly two hours passed before Fang An and A Fu came out of their room. The two of them hurried toward Duke Song Jian’s private chamber to continue their discussion.Inside the chamber, Duke Song Jian still looked uneasy about the situation he was facing.On one hand, he feared that Fang An and A Fu might fail in their plan to attack the Holy Blood Moon Sect. If that happened, he to
Last Updated: 2025-09-07
Chapter: The Intellectual Actor
Although it looked like a smile, to the four figures dressed in black, the smile on Fang An’s lips appeared terrifying and intimidating. The wide grin of the young man with white hair instantly drained their courage.“You must have thought we had already left this province, didn’t you?” Fang An chuckled softly, recalling how he and A Long had led their horses out of the palace gate earlier that morning.The four figures exchanged disbelieving glances. They, who were used to spying, had now been thwarted by two young men still younger than them in age.The exits were sealed tightly, leaving the black-clad figures confused about what decision to make. Their only hope of escape was to fight back, though they knew the chance of success was almost nonexistent.Unconsciously, cold sweat began to drip from their pores. The chill that gripped their bodies was nothing compared to the icy sweat brought on by fear.“Why do you look so confused? Relax, I won’t kill you. But on one condition—tell
Last Updated: 2025-09-07
Chapter: Guarantee for Duke Song Jian
“The Sacred Blood Moon Sect is a dark sect hidden in a valley beyond Mount Yuelu, Prince. They use the blood of virgins for their offerings,” explained Duke Song Jian.“Then why are they extorting you, Duke? What connection do you have with them?” Fang An pressed. He already sensed a breakthrough.The duke lowered his head, regret written across his face.“I was once part of them, Prince. I joined secretly before I was married.”“And after you married, you left them?”“Yes, Prince. I left without permission from Ren Zhi, the leader of the Sacred Blood Moon Sect.”Fang An nodded, understanding. He could see the duke’s regret was genuine.No matter how strong a man was, when the safety of his wife and children was threatened, he would become fragile—especially when he was powerless to act.“Very well. Now we know who the perpetrators are. What remains is to uncover which of their members is hiding inside this palace.” Fang An’s gaze lifted to the ceiling as he thought hard.“Do you have
Last Updated: 2025-09-06
Chapter: Threat
Not long after, the two of them finally arrived in front of the palace of Province Sihan. The gates, which had been tightly closed, opened at once when the two young warriors arrived.From inside, a finely dressed man escorted by two guards hurried toward the gate.Fang An and A Long leapt down from their horses and handed the reins to a soldier.“Welcome to Province Sihan, Prince Fang An, Prince A Long. It is truly a great honor for me to receive the arrival of both Princes.” The finely dressed man, who turned out to be Duke Song Jian, bowed respectfully.“Do not be so formal, Duke. We just happened to pass by, so we decided to stop here. Besides, we also need a place to rest for the night,” replied Fang An with a smile, though his sharp eyes studied the finely dressed figure before him.From his experience dealing with officials, such respectful behavior often had two meanings. Some showed respect because of rank and position, while others used it to flatter or to cover up their wro
Last Updated: 2025-09-06
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