" The time will come for the past of the future to converge.
And those which you always deny, surely shall emerge.
Wheel of the world will be put to rest,
Slaves of avarice will beg and confess,

'I have seen enough'

Sapiens deserve no more of the mother earth
For what good of a faith that has been spitted to dirt.

Thus, every corner of the sky will hear
The echoes of their trembling fear
Seven billion tears and seven billion cries
But not He who had severed the ties

For He heard nothing but seven billion lies "

Those are the lines of the last speech of Yars, The First Messenger. The chase for the Voice of The Dawn will always be a quest for every soul that live within Aerdrin. In a world where might and magic spins the universe, how will destiny reveal its lessons?

Aerdrin: The Lost Heir of The Sky

The students went back to their class with their guardian. There's another thing that they have to discuss. Martha has to wrap up everything necessary before the tenth bell rings. 


" For the sake of convenience in relying information, the academy would like to have three person as the representatives for this class. Is there anyone who would like to volun- " 


Before Martha could even finish her sentence, the class already gotten rambunctious. Everyone wants to be the class representative. It seemed like a prestigious positions that everybody aimed for, even the most quiet fellow in the class is raising her hand. 


Zio sighed a little, he didn't imagine how rambunctious this has become. But in fact, he is the only one to be surprised. For it was a common knowledge for people who are familiar with the academy to go all out, securing the seats of representative. 


Chapter 43 - Dispute