In the land of Octant, a distant place far away from human civilization, there exists a kingdom of werewolves. And in this magical kingdom, resides Orion, a Priest in training, practising for a very important occasion that is coming up, the coronation of their king. There, he meets a wolf who seems a little too familiar as pieces of his past gets brought back up as the days go by. Who is this mysterious wolf? Why does he feel such a strong attraction to him? And, what really is the story behind the incident that tore half his face off?
A while ago,
"Ah! Ouch!" I pushed the debris crushing my leg off me but realised only later on that my body is not strong enough to be able to stand. Maybe I broke something too, I don't know, my leg really, really hurts but then it doesn't at the same time.
"Pearl?" I called out, unable to make anything out in front of me. "Are you there? Pearl??"
I listen in silence as no one responded to me. My entire body hurts and so does my head. It is even worse that I am unable to make anything out in front of me. I want to be able to talk to someone, at least someone.
Is no one there? Pearl? Orion? Altair?
Right, Altair. Just a few milliseconds before all this happened, I remember noticing something and sending it to Nova ... what was that? Something about Altair?
Something is not right here. Something does not make sense and I wanted to find out what that was. No, I think I did. I found out what it was.