" 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 auburn-haired tall man is standing at the door with a smile on his face. A simple smile which seems reassuring to others, but menacing to Zio. Frederick walked through to the tables and chairs and slowly creeping up to the siblings. Step after step he has taken, carefully reading the reaction of the sitting man in front of him. 


Frederick stopped in his track after seeing Zio standing up from his chair with such a dangerously violent intent. The eerie air around Zio is nothing like Frederick ever seen before. It's the most hostile, harmful, and malicious aura that he had ever encountered before. 


" Calm down now. I really mean no harm this time. " 


" How can you expect me to believe that with your bitch glaring at me from beyond the door? " Zio pointed at a woman standing on the outside of the door. It was Frederick's personal guard Cynthia whom has been stealing a glare at Zio ever since they saw each other. 


Chapter 74 - Inexplicable Intention