" 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

Zio and his wild frenzy is unknown to anyone but Gissel. Her eyes twitched and her body shakes as she was reminded of the bloody day in Al’Etra. Yet, despite her trauma, the current situation demands her to be calm and keep in her composure. 


Whispers starting to fill the class. Whispers who will soon become a hearsay and gossips for a whole year. Whisper about a first-year who went mad and wrecking half of the class, while trying to kill his fellow student and an instructor in the process. 


Cecilia and Yun ran towards Zio and Aram. Yun heals Aram with her magic, while Cecilia, as she cannot use any healing magic, removes the wood’s splinters that pierced Zio’s knuckles and body. 


“ Damn it... ” Gissel gruntled to herself. This accident is truly unforeseen by her. She is buried in her thought, thinking about how she could handle the aftermath of this accident. 


Chapter 87 - The Owl's Hideout