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

The view from Queen Reoul's balcony was higher compared to King Jubilee's. Sol eyes gazed at the horizon, stretching out until the end of the domain. Without a wall dividing the land itself like the Void's inner and outer wall, Sol could see a wider and longer landmass. All being painted by the gentle stroke of orange made by the sunset.

This being contrasted by the cold blow of wind that touched Sol's skin. Something which he expected because of the altitude he was on.

It was a perfect view for the day that was about to end. However, Sol was not there to simply gaze at the beauty of the vast horizon before him. No. The reason he was there was to answer all the things which would be asked by the person standing right next to him. The queen and ruler of the Summoners' Domain – Reoul.

"You already know why you're here correct?" The queen began.

"Yes your highness." Was Sol's short response.

Audience With The Queen II