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

When Heinald and Towsak entered the rift, they continued on a straight road for a while. Towsak showed him the traps hidden in the road, one by one. However, Heinald had already noticed the traps before he had told him; it was hard for anything to escape his eyes.

"The hums and tremors increased ..." Heinald said.

"As I said, we are getting closer and closer to magic formation." There was tension in Towsak's voice.

"It's a pretty straight road, will it always be like this?" Heinald realized that the road ahead of him curved in no direction.

"No." Towsak shook his head, "We're already about to reach the formation.

"Is the formation you're talking about some kind of security formation?" Heinald asked.

"No, it's more of a test formation to me." Towsak replied.

"Test formation? What do you mean?" Heinald's brows furrowed slightly.

Towsak pointed ahead, "You'll soon find out."

Test Formation!