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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 Triple Rage

With each step we took towards the palace, the soldiers stood their ground, their spears poised, instead of advancing towards us. It struck me as peculiar, for in typical circumstances, soldiers would charge forth without hesitation.

I turned to my companions, a furrow forming on my brow as I voiced my observations.

"Don't you find it odd that the soldiers aren't attacking? It's not the usual course of action in situations like these."

The General regarded me, his gaze steady as he offered an explanation.

"They won't attack. When it comes to individuals of our caliber, those deemed high-level criminals, the king selects only the finest for such encounters. And by that, I mean..."

Hiroshi's attention seemed focused on a particular spot as he interjected.

"Knights."