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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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Prisoners Of The Orcs

They bound us captives with magical chains and took us to their nest, the nest of the orcs. While they were marching everyone in a single line, tied together at the waist and arms, they tied me by the neck and covered my mouth with a mask-like wrap because of what I had done to their friends.

So much so that they were not holding the collar around my neck with their hands; they were trying to control me from a distance with the sticks attached to the collar so that I could neither attack anyone near me nor breathe fire. Although the chains were enchanted, the orcs were still holding me in great numbers.

Almost more than ten orcs were focused only on me. Although there were guards next to everyone, I had never seen them so focused on others. We finally reached the nest, albeit with slow steps, but the view we saw was quite interesting and different. It bore no resemblance to other nests; on the contrary, it was more like a battlefield than a nest.