" 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 sound of a curtain being rolled wakes Zio from his deep sleep. The faint glitters of the sun's ray that went straight into his eyes rendered him blinded. He wanted to cover his eyes with his hands but was unable to do so, as his body simply won't listen to his command. 


Zio's groaning is heard by the maid that was tasked to attend to him. Thus, she immediately went to inform the doctor. The wounded man can hear the maid rushing through the door, but as he is powerless to do anything, so he decided to lay down a little bit longer instead. 


" Well look at that... finally back to the world of the living, eh? " 


A woman standing at the door, smoking her pipe so pro like she was breathing. Knowing that Zio still couldn't move even the tiniest bit of his muscles except for some part of his face, she approaches him to tend to his unspoken questions. 


Chapter 66 - The Wild Marmalade