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 Micah stumbled backwards, Kalon reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him from falling and helped him stand once again, but in doing so, it only made Micah blush with embarrassment as he was ashamed of nearly falling, or so Kalon thought as he let go of him when seeing his cheeks looked like they were turning pink.

"Be careful. You don't want to end up like me, do you?" Kalon asked with a smile as he held up his arm that was still wrapped up in bandages. But he was the only one smiling as Micah still felt bad about not being able to do anything to help him when Dawson broke his arm.

But little did he know that Kalon's arm had already healed thanks to the strange red light that flowed through his body like Qi but only when he was in need of a little extra help.

Heaven grade!?