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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 · Fantaisie
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The Strangers: Part 2

"Are you saying he's from our bloodline?"

I was astonished to hear this at first. since I had a similar encounter with someone comparable to the guy he described a long time ago It was someone who attacked my mother, destroyed our village, and slaughtered people mercilessly. Even though I couldn't recall his name or what he was up to, he remained a mystery to me to this day. But the cruel sorcerer who didn't think twice about hurting my mother, his face, and his evil voice, was etched in my heart. With my mother's anguish, I couldn't get it out of my head.

A flinch of anger grown inside me, But then went away with a single thought of my mother's wish.

The only thing that got my attention was that, even though we got rid of him, what my grandfather said to me at that moment left me wondering. What if there were more people who betrayed our lineage? What if there were more people like him?