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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

Round 3: Twins Vs. Ryuu

Even as the hours passed, the stream of warriors seemed never-ending. Though their numbers had dwindled since the start of the tournament, they continued to come at me with unrelenting ferocity.

As the sun reached its zenith in the sky, marking the halfway point of the day, it became clear that they would continue to fight until only one man was left standing. There would be no breaks for rest or sustenance. The battle would rage on until its bitter end.

No one was allowed to leave, whether from exhaustion or hunger. The desire to win drove us all forward and I saw very few give up. Instead, they fought on with fierce determination. I moved quickly between my opponents, dispatching them one by one until a new challenger appeared before me.

A powerful blow from a great warrior sent me flying backwards and I landed in a defensive crouch. As I prepared to make my next move, two warriors appeared before me.