Dark lord pov
Finally. It is mine. The land I’ve had my eyes on for years. Ever since I had defeated the king of our realm and became the lord of dark magicians.
That was decades ago. I used to be his student. He was a good king. Too good for my liking. As soon as he taught me everything he knew, I took advantage of it and defeated him. What he didn’t know was, that I was the son of darkness. I had the power in me which he didn’t possess. He taught me every spell he knew. Hoping that I will be a good follower of his. I didn’t want to be a follower. I wanted to be the lord. So I challenged him to a duel.
*Flashback*
I entered the realm’s castle. Now I know every spell he knew. And I knew his every weakness. He thought he knew me. But the truth is he didn’t.
He smiled as soon as he sa
