Zero_Things

War struck the whole continent as the emperor of a nation filled with hungry beasts vowed to destroy humanity.

It seemed as though there wasn’t an end in sight to the mindless violence between the two nations until a group of people stood out from the rest of the humans to bring the constant fighting to a standstill.

The humans praised them for their efforts, and the beasts hated them for interfering in their war. Yet, there was nothing any of them could do to go against the power that they held.

Kalon Talvos was the illegitimate prince of an empire which was known for its strength and vicious brutality. Yet, he didn’t have a shred of that within him. At least on the surface.

The young prince lived his life without hatred and was oblivious to the dark forces moving behind his back until an encounter with a strange man changed his life forever. 

“There isn’t much time left. Trust in only yourself. Only you know the truth. Now reach out and bring this all to an end.”

“But what if I can’t? It hurts too much!”

“Then let me take over for a while. I can take the pain away.”

The Retribution of a Cursed Swordsman

As they both reached the fifth floor, they could no longer hear talking from below them. It was almost as though they had stepped foot into another universe. It was eerily silent, and the atmosphere was slightly intimidating to both of the boys. It seemed as though they had entered a place where only the strongest of the first-year students could enter.

"Do you feel that? The people who come up here are leagues above the ones on the previous floor. Do you think that they will pick a fight with us too? If they did, then I'm not sure we would be able to fight them off." Kalon asked as he looked over to Micah, who didn't seem worried at all.

"It's fine. If anything does happen, I can at least keep us both safe. Stop worrying so much." Micah boasted as he puffed out his chest while bragging about his ability.

Who are you, Kalon?