King's Maker Manhua

As Wolfgang stood in the grand throne room, his gaze locked with King Leonidas, a silence fell like a heavy shroud over the courtiers. The tension crackled in the air, a palpable thing that threatened to choke all present. The king's voice boomed like thunder, commanding obedience and loyalty from his wayward son. But Wolfgang's eyes blazed with an unquenchable fire, defiance etched in every line of his regal face. He refused to bend, refused to submit to a king who cared more for power than for his people. In that moment, Wolfgang made a choice that would alter the course of history. "I will not be a puppet to your whims, father," Wolfgang declared, his voice ringing clear and strong in the hallowed hall. "I will fight for the freedoms that have been denied to our people for too long. I will be the voice of the voiceless, the sword that strikes true against tyranny." King Leonidas' face contorted with rage, the mask of stoicism slipping to reveal the raw fury beneath. He raised a hand, a silent command for his guards to seize Wolfgang and crush the rebellion in its infancy. But before they could move, a figure stepped out of the shadows, a figure clad in black silk and eyes that gleamed with a dangerous glint. It was Shin Soohyuk, the king's enigmatic confidant, his loyalty a shadowed thing that danced on the edge of betrayal. And in that moment, as Shin's gaze met Wolfgang's, a silent understanding passed between them. Their fates were intertwined, bound by a destiny far greater than either could imagine. The courtiers held their breath, sensing the seismic shift in power that hung heavy in the air. Wolfgang had made his decision, and the kingdom would never be the same again. The wind outside howled like a banshee, heralding the storm that was to come, the storm of a king's maker.