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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....

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Truce In Turmoil

The day dragged on with endless battles, each warrior becoming stronger than the last. As the weaker warriors were eliminated, the stronger ones emerged, their power growing with each victory. I knew that if this continued, I would eventually succumb to my wounds or bleed to death.

I searched desperately for an exit, but the magical barrier surrounding the tournament grounds prevented me from leaving. I was trapped here with the other warriors until the war was over. The spectators and warriors knew that I was a wanted man, yet they continued to cheer and fight.

The spell could not be broken until the tournament was over. If it had been, it would have only been a matter of time before the soldiers came after me. After my last battle, I collapsed in a corner of the Colosseum, panting and exhausted. I needed rest.