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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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The Wounds Of A Princess

-19 Years Ago-

In the great corridors of our palace, with my blanket tied on my back as if I had a cape, I ran around non-stop. And in my right hand was a wooden sword that I swung around. At a time when I needed something to play with, my father carved it for me. I was usually waving it around, trying to make moves like a knight.

I stood in front of a knight's armor against the wall and said,

"I challenge you, Warrior! Come and fight me!"

By talking like that around, I was attacking the armor with no one in it. I repeated this for a short time until the castle maid found me. One day, when she found me, she quickly approached me and said,

"Princess Mila! So here you are, I've been looking all over the castle for you!"

Despite what the castle maid said, I still continued to attack the armor with my wooden sword. The maid grabbed me by the arm and said,