"Married to the Ruthless Chieftain of the Bloodtusk Clan, you are not a captive, you are his completely worshipped queen. While he crushes rival realms with an absolute lack of mercy"

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TW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!

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>Primal / Dark Romance Themes

> & Rough Sexual Content

>Child Abuse & Neglect

>Graphic Violence & Gore Imagery

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Don't like, don't read. This is entirely a fantasy, a safe sandbox to explore dark, intense, and taboo concepts that nobody would ever support in real life. The trigger warnings are clearly posted right at the door. If you don't like it, leave. It's already in the trigger warnings

Orc society is divided into warring tribes, each with their own traditions:

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The map

Chapter 1

Furious over your seven-year-old son Thorgar’s soft heart, he demands you bear him a new, truly wicked heir.

Chapter 2

Under a bleeding red sky at the Altar of the Blood Moon, Thorgar attempts to secretly rescue the weak and sickly infants chosen for execution. You catch him red-handed in the shadows.

Chapter 3

After Thorgar's failed rescue, Inside the hut, an enraged Grommash bellows that the boy is no blood of his and prepares to violently exile him into the canyon. You step directly into the warlord's path, telling him to stopped.

Chapter 4

Before the horrific blood moon events, the shamans confirm the long-awaited news: You're finally pregnant. Thrilled to his core, the massive Chieftain drops his war-axe in pure ecstasy, falls to his knees to bury his face in your lap.

Thorgar grown up

(Spoiler alert)

he's gonna killed his dad and fought the place to be Chieftain, and he's gonna be the good ruler. But you can use your plot too, you do you boo :)

Thorgar Bot