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The Sword of the Empire

Máximo_Figueroa
There are men born to destroy. And there are men the world destroys until they have no choice left. Estus is the second kind. For years he has walked alone through a world at war, selling his sword to the highest bidder and leaving behind everything the Empire took from him. He is efficient. He is cold. He is exactly what life made of him. But something follows him. A symbol that keeps appearing where it should not. A presence that saw inside him and vanished without explanation. And a force that has burned in his chest since the beginning, one the entire world seems determined to extinguish before understanding what it is. The chosen one was not born between silk sheets. He was born below. And he was already broken before anyone chose him.
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Reborn Scumbag: Jizzing to the Top of the Music Empire and Hollywood

In the sleazy, cum-stained underbelly of 2010 New York—Liberty City's rotten core, where pop queens like Beyoncé and Cardi B are exploding onto the scene like jizz from a money-shot—Leon Smith, our chain-smoking, reborn asshole protagonist, wakes up bewildered as fuck, puffing on a cig while plotting his ascent to scumbag supremacy. "What could be more liberating than being a total prick in this capitalist shitshow?" he muses. "Becoming a filthy rich, fame-whoring prick, that's what!" Armed with a twisted system that refreshes monthly "shameless entries" like "liar" to unlock his inner douchebag powers, Leon dives balls-deep into the music biz cesspool: dropping ghostwritten albums that slap harder than a pimp's backhand, seducing starlet cunts for clout and contracts, manipulating capital like a Wall Street wanker jerking off to insider trades, and thieving ideas from every talentless hack in sight. Betrayal's his foreplay, lies his lube, hypocrisy his happy ending—and in this greed-fueled orgy of American excess, those sins are goddamn virtues. He'll backstab producers at MTV Awards, forge gangster beats in smoke-filled studios, and worship money like it's the holy grail of golden showers. But with rivals sniffing his trail and the system's devilish blessings egging him on, will Leon climb to the top as the ultimate entertainment emperor, banging pop divas and bathing in blood money? Or will his scumbaggery backfire in a spectacular clusterfuck of lawsuits and beatdowns? Strap on, you degenerate fucks—this rebirth rampage is a vulgar vortex of hip-hop hustles, celebrity cock-teasing, and unapologetic assholery that'll leave you rooting for the villain while questioning your own moral butthole.
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