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

After the light beams grasped the disk, they released it and formed a thick thread. This thread was stretching out somewhere.

This formation Heinald used was actually quite simple. It had only one function and that was to make the energy bonds clear, since it was a fairly simple formation, there was no need for a fixed energy source. Therefore, it could also be built using spiritual energy.

He started following it to find out where this thick thread was going. He definitely wanted to solve the mystery behind that skeleton. Once he did that, he would quickly turn around and leave this damn island.

This was a very dangerous place even for a Level 2 Ainsar!

When he came to the end of the thread, he saw nothing but cliffs covered with ivy.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use force, so first I have to heal my wounds quickly!" Heinald sighed and pulled a lotion he had prepared long before from the dimensional pocket of his robe.

Lost Soul