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

After the soldiers left, I start thinking that maybe I should break some bones on that commander. And I am clearly not the only one.

"That fucking bastard! Insulting us like this!"

"Damn it's hot." Well, not everybody considering Willhem's remark.

It hasn't even been thirty minutes and we can hear the explosions and screams of the battle going on already. It seems they were well received by the Longinus. I just hope they are okay.

"How long do you think it will take?"

Hendrick asks Willhem who then unsheathes his rapier and starts drawing on the ground.

"If they use arrow tactic formation, around one hour to pierce through and reach the dome. But seeing as they were too heavily armed, they will certainly use a tortoise-based formation."

"I agree as well." Davy has once again moved from his group to ours and start discussing about formations with Willhem.

CHAPTER 325: IT WAS MINE TO BEGIN WITH (1)