" 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

Trapped by his debt of gratitude, Zio couldn't escape the overwhelming female predator. Thus, he had no other choice but getting forced to quench her burning desire. They went at it no less than an hour, until Zio was finally able to knock her up unconscious. 


It's past noon already. The city bell has rung thirteen times. Aside from its price, Zio has yet to get his hand on the valuable information regarding the Kradenfolt Ruin. So, he decided to wake the doctor up after wearing his clothes back. 


" Hey. Wake up. You promised me an answer. " 


" Nngh... W...What was I... Ugh. My head is dizzy. " 


Zio gave Doctor Citrus a glass of water to soothe her headache. She convulsed a bit as she trying to get hold of the glass, as if her muscles couldn't get over the rough and fulfilling treatment it had a few moments ago. 


" Hm. Now, you owe me some explanation. Care to explain? " 


Chapter 67 - Alfresia Residence