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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

Tough Climb

As I took slow steps towards the exit of the village, the old man appeared in front of me once again. In his hands, he held a sturdy rope and two sharp hooks. The old man approached me with slow steps and handed me the items in his hands.

"Here," he said with a gentle smile. "You'll need these on your journey. They won't do me any good anymore."

I didn't understand why he had them or why he was giving them to me, but his sincerity was evident.

"Thank you," I said gratefully as I took the equipment from the old man's hands.

I continued on my way, knowing where I was headed but also realizing that the road ahead would be dangerous. The fact that the old man had given me these tools only confirmed my suspicions. Why couldn't things ever be easy?