" 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 town bell has rung thirteen times. It’s time for Zio and Cecilia to find themselves a lunch. 


“ It’s noon already, I think we need something to fill our tummy. Do you have someplace in mind? ” Cecilia asked from under the shade of the robe. Zio had her covered with his black linen because Cecilia would definitely attract a lot of attention with all those bandages all over her head. 


“ I do! Let’s go to The Spicy Spoon! I heard their chicken stew is very popular! ” 


They walk through the boisterous weekend street, keeping close to each other. Sometimes Cecilia stumbled on her feet and Zio is always there to catch her. There was also time when she made up her stumble only to be able to hug Zio. 


After thirty minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the place. The Spicy Spoon is a two-story building that is located right on the side of the Rosaly River that flows through the kingdom and far to the vast meadow of Green Sea. 


Chapter 80 - Majestic Beauty