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The Renounced Drug lord
By: J.s.zalxUpdated just now
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In a world where magic and the black market collide, Rico “The Alchemist” Maldino, once the most notorious drug lord in Eldramar, has turned his back on crime — or so he claims. After years of dealing Enchanta, a powerful illegal magical substance, Rico now lives a quiet life teaching meditation, selling herbal potions, and trying to forget his fiery past. But peace doesn’t last long for a man who once ruled the streets with spell-laced fists and flaming rubber ducks. When a new threat rises — a dark organization flooding the realm with a mutated version of Enchanta — Rico is forced out of hiding. Pursued by magical agents, hunted by enemies, and haunted by his past choices, he must use his old tricks, twisted humor, and explosive magic to survive. It's a heart-pounding, action-packed, and hilarious adventure where redemption has a high price — and Rico’s not sure he can afford it.
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The Cursed Comeback
The rain fell like divine punishment, slamming into the rooftops of Grimglade City with the intensity of a wizard’s hangover. Lightning cracked across the sky like it owed the world an explanation. And there, in the abandoned ruins of Warehouse 9, sat Rico “The Alchemist” Maldino, cross-legged on a levitating pillow, surrounded by half-burnt incense, broken potion bottles, and a questionable smoothie.He was shirtless, his scarred chest rising and falling with every deep breath. A tattoo of a smiling skull winked from his left pec, and a golden chain with a phoenix pendant glimmered against the candlelight. He wasn’t just meditating — he was transcending.“I am one with peace. I am one with the universe. I am not about that life anymore,” he chanted, holding a yoga pose so advanced it probably broke a few ancient laws of physics.Just then, BOOOOM!The rusty warehouse door was blasted off its hinges, flying across the room and smashing into a stack of empty enchanted protein powder co
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The Renounced Drug lord Redemption in Blood
The streets of Alchemara felt colder without her. Even the sun, bright as ever, seemed dimmed by Zara's absence. Rico walked in silence, the weight of her sacrifice pressing on his shoulders like the chains he'd once worn in the deepest dungeons of Ironvale. Every face he passed reminded him of her laugh, her rage, her fierce defiance.Shard approached him in the corridor leading to the Council Hall."We’re ready for the next move," she said. "But you need rest."Rico’s eyes didn’t move from the window."I don’t get to rest until I’ve torn down every Awakened altar left standing."---The Council debated tactics. Rico barely listened. Zara had left behind her notes—detailed scribblings on Blackspire's secrets. Veyr wasn’t the only Prophet. He was one of seven. And with his death, the others would retaliate.Rico slammed his fist on the map."Let them come. I’ll bury them next to him."---In the southern outskirts of Veritas Hollow, a small town known for its healing springs, strange
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord The Devil's Shadow
Zara moved like mist—silent, shapeless, and untraceable. She wore a long grey cloak enchanted with shadowbinding runes, each glyph pulsing faintly as she stepped deeper into enemy territory. The Awakened stronghold, known as Blackspire, loomed ahead like a twisted cathedral, its spires scraping the clouds and its walls alive with runic defenses that shimmered like fireflies in reverse.She crouched behind a crumbled pillar, watching two guards chant in sync, their voices low and haunting. The gate ahead pulsed with necrotic energy. Zara pulled a small crystal from her pouch—a gift from Rico. He had crafted it years ago during his darker days, but it still carried his signature blend of alchemy and magic. The crystal shimmered blue and allowed her to blend perfectly into the stone wall behind her.I will not fail you, Rico, she thought, before slipping past the gate undetected.---Back in Alchemara, Rico stood alone in the underground chamber beneath the city's library—a place where t
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord Ashes of the Past
The night was still, thick with the scent of burned earth and sorrow. Alchemara had suffered its first major loss with the death of Solara, and the city had yet to recover its sense of security. It wasn’t just the people mourning her death—it was the leaderless feeling in the air. Rico had never been one to inspire confidence, but now, in the wake of Solara’s sacrifice, that void was glaring.Rico sat alone in his chambers, staring at Solara’s blade—a perfect curve of blackened steel. He ran his fingers over the etched symbols along the hilt, remembering her final words: “I know. And I wish we had more time.”It had been two weeks since her death, and still, he hadn’t spoken to anyone, hadn’t led a single council meeting. His hand trembled as he tightened his grip on the sword."What would you have me do?" he muttered to the empty room.---The first challenge came from an unlikely source.Zara burst into his quarters, looking furious. “Rico, you’ve been sitting here like a statue. Pe
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord The Thorn Named Solara
Alchemara was still licking its wounds when the stranger arrived.She came wrapped in desert silk, black boots crushing cinders, a long curved blade strapped to her back, and a look that said “I’ve seen worse than you.” Her face bore two thin scars beneath each eye—perfectly symmetrical. Magical? Decorative? No one could tell.Her name was Solara Vale.The guards didn’t know whether to bow or run.Rico watched from the Sanctum Tower, arms folded. He didn’t like mysteries he didn’t create. Especially not ones that walked in like they owned the city.“Who let her in?” he asked.“She let herself in,” said Zara, clearly impressed.“She’s a mercenary,” Stitches added. “Worked with the Eastern Rebellion. Fought a fire-mage army using nothing but bone powder and arrogance.”“And rumor has it,” Shard chirped, “she once killed a man just by insulting his magical technique.”Rico grunted. “Sounds dramatic.”The doors creaked open behind him.“Rico Maldino,” said a voice like sharp velvet. “You
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord Ghosts in the Fire
Three weeks later, Alchemara was a city learning how to breathe again.No more flaming sky patrols. No Crucible-generated fog. Just sunlight, wind, and voices that no longer whispered in fear.Rico Maldino leaned against a rusted balcony railing, overlooking the recovering city. A child's laughter echoed through the alleys. Somewhere nearby, a band played off-key victory songs with spoons and enchanted stones.Peace was… confusing.He wasn’t used to silence that wasn’t hiding danger.Behind him, Zara kicked the Sanctum Tower door open. “Why is the new council meeting on a rooftop?”“Because rooms have ceilings,” Rico replied. “And I hate being trapped.”“You also hate meetings.”“True.”Stitches arrived next, carrying a steaming mug labeled "NOT POISON (Probably)." Barkclaw followed with two squirrels perched on his shoulder—both apparently now his deputies. Shard hovered overhead, occasionally dive-bombing pigeons for sport.They were all rebuilding in their own way.The New Alchemar
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord Fire at the Gates
The ground trembled beneath Rico Maldino’s feet.Not from fear. From marching.Dozens of rogue alchemists, half-dead war experiments, golems, tree spirits, and one sky pirate playing a banjo advanced toward the looming capital—Alchemara, the City of Pure Flame.Rico stood on a high ridge, his cloak snapping in the wind, a satchel of spells strapped to his side. His war council surrounded him.To his left, Zara twirled her blade like a bored dancer, her eyes flicking over a floating hologram of the city’s defenses. “They’ve tripled the wall guards,” she said. “Even the flaming pigeons are armed.”“To be fair,” muttered Stitches, “those pigeons were always suspicious.”To Rico’s right, Shard cracked her glass wings, her silver eyes glowing. “Let me fly over and explode the towers. Or just the people inside. I’m flexible.”“No,” Rico said calmly. “We do this smart. Loud—but smart.”Behind them, the army waited. Sky pirates loaded bomb balloons. Barkclaw howled instructions to the Ironbou
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord The Alchemist’s War Council
The wind howled across the ruins of Mount Virelin as if mourning the secrets that had just been unearthed. Rico “The Alchemist” Maldino stood at the edge of a cliff, his cloak whipping around him, mind roaring louder than the wind.He’d just absorbed the Elixir of Memories. Every horror, every betrayal, every spell carved into his soul was now crystal clear.They made him.Marlow. The High Circle. Maybe even the Empress herself.He wasn’t born a drug lord. He was engineered to become one.“Rico,” said the floating turtle monk beside him. “You look constipated.”“That’s because I just remembered my origin story involves illegal experiments, mind control, and a small talking goat named Barry.”The turtle blinked. “Ah. Yes. That would do it.”Rico turned away from the cliff and faced the ragtag group gathering behind him—his war council. Or what passed for one when you were a fugitive ex-criminal leading a resistance against a magical empire.There was Zara, the techno-witch who’d once t
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord The Elixir of Memories
The morning sun didn’t rise over Grenvale—it exploded. Not literally, but the sky cracked open in a golden blast that drenched the mountains in fire-colored light. Rico “The Alchemist” Maldino squinted from under his hood, perched at the peak of Mount Virelin. The peak overlooked three kingdoms and at least seven kingdoms-worth of his problems.His eye twitched as he chewed the end of a licorice root. "Three realms ready to burn, and I still can't remember the spell for non-fat whipped cream."Beside him, a floating turtle monk—yes, floating—turned its wrinkled head. “It’s ‘Whipparius Nonfaticus.’ Try to remember. We’re literally one wrong ingredient away from exploding the timeline again.”“I only did that once,” Rico muttered, fiddling with the glowing green vial at his belt. “Twice if you count the incident with the rabid moon goats.”The turtle ignored him, meditating mid-air like only a three-century-old reptilian sage could. They were on a mission: infiltrate the ruins of the Ol
Last Updated : 2025-05-08The Renounced Drug lord The Art or Wars and Magical Noodles
The sun never really rose in Smogtown, it just decided not to fall asleep. A thick haze of alchemical fumes floated above cracked towers and crooked chimneys, painting everything in a toxic glow. This was the kind of place where spells went to die, and where Rico Maldino once thrived. Back before he was “The Alchemist,” before the robes and titles, he was just Rico, the street rat with quick hands and quicker feet. And Smogtown was his old playground. Now it was the last place he wanted to be. “Remind me why we’re here again?” Juno asked, swatting away a floating rat with wings and a bad attitude. “Because I need a war tactician,” Rico replied, hood up, cloak wrapped tight. “Someone crazy enough to draw up battle plans in the middle of a noodle shop.” “I don’t see how that narrows it down.” “It does in Smogtown.” They turned a corner and approached a crumbling building with a glowing neon sign that read: “Xiao-Mage’s Wok & War Room.” Juno stopped. “You’re joking.” “I wish I w
Last Updated : 2025-05-08
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