" 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

" I'd never thought that you could put up such a perfect facade. " 


" And I'd never thought you would be so stupid to set up such a bothersome misunderstanding. " 


Doctor Citrus stepped out to the porch for a smoke, and Zio joins her shortly after changing his clothes. Things are not going too well for Zio as now he needs to find a way to clear up the mess between him and the Alfresia family, thanks to a certain someone. 


" Now now, no need to fret over trivialities. I do take a liking to you though. " 


" Alright, whatever.... So, can you tell me about the ruin? " 


" Very well, what do you want to know about it? " 


" Everything. Location, surrounding habitat, climate, alternative routes, lurking dangers. " 


" Haha, damn it. You're very demanding, aren't you? " 


Chapter 68 - Post Lunch Smoke