Campoccino

Within the ten Domains, it is only the Voids who are powerless. They have been subjected to the mockery of others, being unable to use mana nor cast any spell. For a thousand years that has been their fate, until there were those bold enough to try and change their fate.

This is the story of a world destroyed by war and greed. A story coated by all sorts of sins and secrets. A story where only the strongest survive. A story of a young boy laughed upon by fate.

This is A Story of Evil.

A Story of Evil

Sol and Cain sat under an old chaos tree. The two knew that it was so because of how sturdy the bark was and, how abundant the leaves on the branches were. Here, the two finally rested their bodies. Surrendering to the momentary calm as the brought out their water pouches and military biscuits.

"How long have you been training under the king?" Sol asked as he opened his food.

"That's a strange way of opening a conversation don't you think?" Cain calmly replied.

"I'm just trying to think of the statistics behind it Cain."

"Yeah. I wanna see how much you've actually grown."

The growth Sol referred to includes everything about Cain's personality. Although he didn't intend their team up for the task, Sol nevertheless thought that it was a good opportunity to catch up. And all of this would depend largely on the answers which Cain would give.

"Why? Do you think I'm still lacking?"

Solomon and Cain III