" 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

“ Remember, my child... This one is not going to be like the previous ones. “ 


Lord Eilan took out a syringe that was made out of heavenly-crowned hummingbird’s beak and quartz. Meanwhile, Zio was sitting in a chair with armrests. All of his limbs were tied to the chair, and there’s only one reason why; because whatever the vice-chancellor is about to do, it’s going to be very painful. 


The vice-chancellor asked Zio once more, and the young scholar’s gaze looked away. His red eyes won’t admit although his head nodded. The simple gesture makes the elf smiled. After hundreds of days being together, the door that seems to be impossible to open was clicked for the first time. 


“ Think of the things that you like and love. It will help you get through this. ” Said the elf, as he gave Zio a bundle of cloth to bite. 


Chapter 91 - Wal's Catharsis