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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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The Flow Of A Mind

At that time, in the evening, in the Witch Village.

When Lezlie retired to her tent to rest after a long day, Prince Arthur, the prince of the second kingdom, was slowly making his way to his own tent. The road was calm and quiet, with no one around. The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze.

As he walked, he saw Lezlie's grandfather approaching him from a little further down the road. The prince didn't say a word until he reached the old man's side. When he got there, he opened his mouth to say good night, but Lezlie's grandfather beat him to it and asked him a question.

"Have you seen my granddaughter?" he asked.

"Yes," replied Prince Arthur. "She has retired to her tent to rest."

"Thank you," said the grandfather. "You were King Mike's son, weren't you?"

"I am," replied the prince. "Prince Arthur, heir to the second kingdom, at your service."