He saw their civilizations rise and fall. For millennia, the Prince had watched the savages of Earth. What truly made Earth unique however, was that every human was born with a small seed of Chaos in their souls. It had created a population who committed atrocities on par with the most heinous of the Dark Court’s residents. They had no gods to tell them what they should and should not do. The Earth was a world almost completely devoid of magic. The question was, how to do it? That was when the Vizier had told him about Earth. Why even try to escape the perfect prison? If instead, they could destroy the lock, the pocket dimension that held them prisoner would open, and they would all be free. Nonetheless, the Vizier had convinced the Prince that all previous attempts to escape had been too small in scope.

The Vizier was his closest ally, and one of the few Exiles that was older than the Prince. He had never been seen out of his dark robes, and the garment completely covered his body. The Vizier appeared to have a hunched stature, but his true form was unknowable. The lock to their prison was the world simply called “The Land.” Despite having vast powers, no being had been able to escape the pocket dimension.Ĭoming back from his musings, the Prince nodded to the Grand Vizier, who slowly nodded back. Today, he was one step closer to escaping this eternal prison! The Universe had long ago exiled all the members of the Dark and Light Court to this small shard of reality. Today, he brought the first Earthling to The Land. In this exiled pocket of space and time however, they were pathetic! The members of the Dark Court fought each other for the meager scraps of power the Queen doled out, like cubs at her teat! Though he also lived at her mercy, the Prince would not do so for much longer. In any other reality, these would be gods, demon lords, or spirit kings. Hearing their complaints of needing more power, or their false pride in capturing a few more souls, the Prince tried to summon anger, disdain, or hatred, but all he felt was boredom. Every day, every year, every millennia was exactly the same. The sycophants and greedy court leeches pleaded their cases to the Dark Queen. The Prince sneered at the back of the throne room. Table of Contents THE DARK COURT PROLOGUE CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 15ĬHAPTER 16 CHAPTER 17 CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 19 CHAPTER 20 CHAPTER 21 CHAPTER 22 CHAPTER 23 CHAPTER 24 CHAPTER 25 CHAPTER 26 You have taught me much, and more than anything else you have taught me to be strong. First and foremost, I dedicate this book to my mother, Stephanie Hisako Kong.

I am who I am only because of the love and time that many people have dedicated to me, and so I dedicate this book to you.

The land by aleron kong book 9