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Wolf Bloodline

King Einar, the astonishing king of the great and only continent, one day decided to choose a new heir to his kingdom from among his five most precious sons. By giving each of them different duties, King Einar did something unchangeable and unimaginable that day. He gave them an order and not only a task or a quest to accomplish, but he also wanted his sons to accomplish their duty with maturity, with honor, and with pride. But nothing, he wanted to do went in order, just because of his son. The eldest and most powerful brother, "Yores", opposed this situation. He decided that it would be better, if the King gave them a second chance. But everything was chosen, and he found himself another solution to conquer his biggest rival. Lost, against anything that he wanted to win. So he made a deal with the most powerful lineage, "The Apocalypse Lineage," to take the throne. And by obtaining power, he started a rebellion. After Yores took the throne, he ruled the people in such a manner for years, damaged many relationships and made himself the evilest person to ever be seen. But even his reign, came to an end. A wolf descendant, one of the strongest lineage's people, challenged Yores. Jiro, the strongest person among bloodlines. He was so brave, so strong, and so dauntless. He was someone who changed many things. The Battle of Jiro and Yores continued for three days exactly, and their battle, being heard all over the continent, changed the entire world. But the real story to be told was only beginning....

ASW · Fantasy
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286 Chs

Another Ally

After running continuously in the forest for two hours, we had reached the meeting point as we had previously talked to Babu and Lezlie.

This meeting point was an abandoned small house located a short distance from where we were. We were sure that no one would have suspected it since it was surrounded by trees and was very hard to find. I also doubted that anyone would look here in the middle of a war.

When we reached the house, we quickly opened the door and went inside. But since the door's chipboard was old, there was no lock on the door, meaning anyone could have come in before or after us.

It was pretty dark inside. There was an uncomfortably peculiar smell, everything was rotten or broken and it was very obvious that it was a house that had not been taken care of. It appeared to be neither light entered, nor was it cleaned for a very long time.