" 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

" We are about to close the shop in an hour. Now, tell me what you need and be quick about it. " Said the shop owner while entwining his moustache. Anyone can tell with that bulky body of his, he must also be the one who forge the steels in sale. 


Zio take a look around the shop. There are a lot of armors and weapons from the lowest of quality to the skillfully made ones. But instead of the hammered steels, Zio's eyes were taken prisoner to a certain raw material on the shelves behind the shop's counter. 


" Sure, old man. But before that, can I take a look at what's inside that jar on the second rack from the top behind you? " Zio pointed at a jar full of dark-greenish ore that faintly glows inside. The shop owner was taken aback by his request. He instantly knew that the young man that stands before him wasn't just any grass in the meadow. 


Chapter 49 - Lunatic In The Attic