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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 · Fantasia
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286 Chs

The Hero In White (Shou)

It wasn't long before I left the others. Everyone had something to do in preparation for the upcoming tournament, but I had my own business to attend to. I had several stops to make before the tournament, which was over a week away. The places I needed to visit were relatively close by, but even with time on my side, I knew I had to be quick and gather the information I needed.

As each day passed, I felt my thirst for vengeance slipping further and further away. Clutching my sword tightly, I reminded myself of my purpose and my past. Drawing strength from the anger and turmoil that once consumed me, I used them as weapons to fuel my revenge. My master had taught me that if I could learn to control my anger, it could become a powerful weapon.