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I am the Mad Heir of the Strongest Clan

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"They only call me mad because they're unable to comprehend me." After recovering from trauma, Dan was just about to reconnect with the world when some cursed force yanked him into another world without warning. He became, Jules Evanava, a similarly traumatized minor character from the novel, Aftermath of Destroyed Worlds. Jules was now the heir to the strongest clan in the world, thanks to their esteemed, world-balance-altering artifact—but there were thorny strings attached. On the same day he arrived, he was thrown into a mission meant to end with his death. Yet he survived, seizing the Archangel of War’s power in a gamble with death—high risk, higher reward. Blood Manipulation, the Crimson Sigil, War Forged—a sentient sword—and Bloodlust Control were just the beginning. There was more to come. So much more. And with each new power and growth, something in him cracked. Sanity frayed, slowly but surely, as Jules danced closer to the edge of madness. Now, with enemies in his own clan and chaos rising across multiple lands—and even space—Jules must navigate a brutal world on the edge of collapse. Armed with the novel's knowledge and his growing abilities, Jules was going to survive it all—even if he had to become the very madness they struggled to understand.
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