ChaoticAthen

"Power in the world of magic belongs only to the Ainsars who can create frightening storms and seas of flames."

This was a phrase that was spoken to Heinald when he was still a child, by his grandfather, who was once a mighty Ainsar.

Heinald was a young man who has been trained from childhood by his grandfather. His only desire was to become a mighty Ainsar.


But the game of fate never awaits!


One day he meets a mysterious person man introduce himself as Moon Thief, and from then on, the game of fate begins for him.


Who was the Moon Thief?


To reveal this ancient secret, he had to ascend to the top of the Ainsar World and become a tyrant!

The Moon Thief

"Aargghh!" Lart let out a scream of pain, his severed arm falling to the ground after being thrown for tens of meters.

"Heinald, what's going on!?" Dane was shocked by the scene he encountered.

"This man knows what's going on around the area." said Heinald.

"Still... aren't you too cruel?" Dane looked at Lart's miserable self on the ground.

"No, believe me, he deserves whatever happens to him." Heinald had absolutely no sympathy for people like Lart. He could be really cruel, especially if they pissed him off. It was only from the little girl's eyes that he was able to infer what this man was like.

"I met two people but they said they didn't know anything." Dane murmured.

"If we manage to get this man to talk, we can get clear information about the situation in the area. He's probably connected to the man I saw the other night." Heinald eyed Lart on the floor.

Painful Query