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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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Selected Solitude

I attempted to engage him in conversation throughout our journey, but it appeared as though my words were falling on deaf ears. He seemed convinced that I was going to leave him eventually, but I was determined to stick around until I could convince him to join our team. As he turned his head to look at me, I decided to employ the same tactic that had once worked with my father.

"Please, come with me," I implored.

"No," he replied firmly.

"Well, if I ask again," I pressed on.

"No," he repeated, resolute.

Taking a deep breath, he inquired as to why I was so insistent. He scrutinized my face as he spoke.

"You followed me all this way, you begged me to fight alongside people you don't even know, and yet you know nothing about me," he pointed out.

"It's not difficult to understand you," I explained. "Your eyes reveal a great deal."

"I had no idea I was so transparent," he remarked.