" 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

After Andreas's defeat, Frederick was appointed as the third class-representative along with Gissel and James. Now the first-year students are heading back to the class. In the hallway they see a lot of crowds being insanely busy, flooding in the hallway like a market's rush hour. 


Myriad eyes are watching them with various looks. Some were smiling and even waving, while some others are looking in disdaining expressions. But what took Zio in wonder is the robes they wear. Some of them are wearing grey, brown, and black. Clearly no one is wearing a green one like he did. 


Chapter 45 - Teaming Up