“Sometimes, it is better to not know.”

Such sayings worked most of the time, especially in the magical world in order to maintain peace.

"It is better to leave mysteries unsolved rather than discovering them recklessly and then suffer miserably. Besides, it is for everyone’s sake," so said the Inquisitor.

However, no matter in what era, world, and situation, the truths will be unveiled no matter how well it is hidden from everyone, even if it takes a millennium to unfold. It shall be, and will be.

As a result, anomalies, wars and battles, swords and sorceries, bloods and tears, rage and sadness, and chaos will surely erect for every truths learnt. Or maybe, would it be the other way around?

Well, who knows? It may not be as simple as you think it is.

This is a story of a young man named Marco Istinggar, whose goal is to seek the Grand Altar, the mighty and most holy site of the ancient times. Within, stores the secret of the world.

Dragonia

Faced with all odds surrounding me, is there even hope to get out of here? 


Hmph. If there’s no way out, then you GOTTA make one. 


"—at least let me finish my words, you obtuse-minded human." 


Mastermind carries on his speech, “…as I said, we don’t have any intentions to start a war against you Napreans. The next thing I’m gonna say is military secret but since I’ve gone this far then I had to make you fools understand… but first, I request that you lower your pointy sharp and explosive toys, don’t wanna end up like a mashed chum,” 


The leaders of each army agreed to cease fire and wanted to hear what the Imperial commander has to say. Captain Drugo lowered his men silently. He gave a hand signal that can only be understood by his marines. General Rhun also stood together with his vanguard knights, holding back as they wanted to know. 


Mastermind the Warlord