KevinMBEUTCHA

Can we really decide our fate? Or is it just a string pulled since birth?
Kevin KOERSOMBRE is a young and naïve boy, son of a village chief, living a peaceful and eventless life. Until particular one night... 
Abandoned by his own parents, and betrayed by the one he trusted the most, his life will turn into a living nightmare;
in a world constantly threatened by the longinus: harbingers of death, lifeforms as ancients as the gods which scare even those immortal beings, wielding an ancient and destructive power: The REGAS.

After being betrayed and hated, after everything he will have faced; will he still save his world, SHCAMERIN, a world governed by the goddess MEETIA and her heroes? Or will he participate in its downfall with the LONGINUS?

THAT DAY I BECAME A STAR

Four days after the Saintess's visit, we have reached the fort outskirts. I heard one of the soldiers reading a report to the commander yesterday. It seems there were 15.000 soldiers deployed here. And out of them, 3.000 have died. It's true that I noticed their had slightly diminished from when we arrived. I guess the kirsurks were the main cause of death.

"And they didn't even protect their city."

The problem now is that the fort is covered by a halo which seems to be made of Regas. All the soldiers who have touched it got instantly vaporized. It looks a bit like the one Borgas summoned so I hope a dragon will come out of it. I want my revenge.

CHAPTER 291: FALLEN