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From Stolen Prince to Ruthless Jarl: The Brutal Rise of Xax in The Prophecy
The boy who stole a cursed amulet ended up ruling the city that once failed him.
If you love dark fantasy tales of betrayal, survival, and bloody vengeance — this is your story.
From spoiled royal whelp to broken slave, from mercenary blade to battle-hardened Jarl of North City, Xax’s journey is one of the most savage arcs in The Prophecy universe. Here’s the full tale so far, as told in the smoke-filled taverns beneath the streets of Xar.
The Fall
Born Prince Xax in the cold heart of North City of Xar, the boy’s life shattered during the Festival of the South Kingdom. A violet amulet caught his eye. When the peddler refused to simply hand it over, the entitled prince stole it — triggering a spiteful death curse from the beaten shopkeeper.
That same night he was kidnapped. The Jarl who tried to rescue him was slaughtered along with his men. Xax was sold into slavery in distant Melbourne, where he was beaten, degraded, and thrown into fighting pits. Too small and weak, he was eventually sold as live bait for a chimera hunt.
There, in the blood and terror, the soft prince died. Alone, starving, and terrified, Xax killed his first wolf and learned the only law that matters: survive.
The Mercenary Years
He fell in with the Falcons mercenary band and found a brother in young Xef — only to watch him butchered in battle while Xerite soldiers tried to rape the still-boyish Xax. Saved by his grizzled mentor Jaeger, Xax began his brutal training.
Years of blood followed. Greatsword gifted by a grateful smith. A forbidden romance with noblewoman Valerie. A twisted investigation for Baron Vincent that dragged them into a demonic sea cult, human sacrifice, monstrous births, and heartbreaking betrayal.
In the end, Xax had to kill the only father figure he had left — Jaeger — in a ritual duel just to earn his freedom.
The Rise of Jarl Xax
Now the wheel has turned.
Against all odds, Xax returned to North City and claimed his rightful seat as Jarl. He proved himself an extraordinary Xerian — relentless, brilliant, and terrifying in battle. Under his rule the city flourished both in prosperity and conquest. He faced the hated Xerite demons again and again, winning more ground than he lost.
Yet even at the height of his power, the ghosts remain. His old friends from the Falcons are trapped deep in the Gorgon Empire — dead or enslaved for five full Cycles of Life. Xax wonders if he can still save them… or if going back would doom everything he’s built.
The Meteor Has Fallen
Then the sky answered.
A blazing meteor slammed into Time Square, shattering the ancient roads and unleashing hordes of Gorgon-bred horrors. War has been declared.
Now Jarl Xax stands atop the broken square, greatsword in hand and cursed violet amulet burning at his throat. The drums of the Gorgons grow louder every night. Every Xerion in the city prepares for total war.
The boy who once cried over his first kill now leads an entire city into what may be its final, bloodiest chapter.
This is only the beginning.
Xax’s war against the Gorgons is about to explode — and the secrets of his true bloodline, the violet curse, and the ancient Leviathan cult are all tightening like a noose.
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