" 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’m so sorry! I’m so sorry! ” 


The fencing exam goes on, and now the baton has been passed to one of the meekest even amongst the tender-hearted girls in the whole first-year class. Sofia Lauma was hiding behind a great shield that is bigger than herself. She sits on the ground with her legs folded to the side, making a W-shape while taking a good smacking from the fencing instructor. 


“ D-Don’t you think that’s a little bit too harsh? ” 


The crowds are whispering to each other, because the sight looks like a slave getting beaten up by her master. Yet sadly, this is an exam, and they can’t do anything about it. Everything is all up to Sofia’s durability and Njord’s mercy. 


“ Sigh. This isn’t going anywhere. ” Njord loses his interest and walk away from Sofia, showing his back to her. 


Chapter 95 - Close Combat 2