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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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286 Chs

Welcome To Jorion

"Aside from my own words, what we need to do as a group now is to look forward, right Ryuu?"

Lezlie was now standing on her knees. Not with the regret of the past, but with some kind of emotion that helped her to stand still.

But I didn't want her to stay like that. So, I had my own fun,

"From the future, if you mean Prince Arthur, I can understand what you mean. You both can't take your eyes off each other."

Lezlie was already blushing when she heard the word prince. A few seconds ago, her eyes were tear-filled, but now were moving from side to side in obvious embarrassment. She heard what I said, and was laughing with a smile on the one hand and trying to cover up her embarrassment on the other.

Then, throwing a friendly light punch on my shoulder, she scolded me,

"You're a very annoying friend, you know that?"