Full Moon IIIThird Person’s POVCrown Prince Rogeus steadied his trembling hands as he passed the sealed box to his royal father. Another instance of wanting to vomit overwhelmed his being, and his throat rolled a few times to stop such an act that would surely raise his father’s eyes.Crown Prince Rogeus has been living as the heir of the Artemia Kingdom, and he has been trained since he was a child to be excellent in everything. He had to be the best in close-combat fighting, swordsmanship, military tactics, and to give up his conscience in the face of the benefit of Artemia and his clan.But he has never experienced the real meaning of erasing his own morality for the sake of anything that could benefit the kingdom and his family that is until the night of the Blood Wolves clan’s massacre and the second one is the destruction of the small tribe which he completed with his own hands.Both seems to have his participation, but he

Departure IIThird Person’s POVA day and night passed without much wave. Asha leaned against the wide trunk of a tree in the middle of the forest trail that she had chosen to take. The sound of small animals and insects hidden by the abundant brushes and trees tickled her ears as she raised her sight to the climbing sun in the bright blue sky.She rested for a night after walking for over six hours, but Asha could still feel the sore and slightly prickling feeling of her legs and toes from overworking them yesterday. But she felt slightly accomplished at the thought that she is already out of the Artemia Kingdom’s inner territory.It might be Asha’s first time outside the protected paradise of the Blood Wolves clan, but she had studied under Priestess Eva since she could read and write, and the map of the Artemia Kingdom is one of the subjects that she had memorized in accordance with a priestess’ job to be the link of the Moon go

Moon ViewThird Person’s POVIn the vast lands of Selestine, down the southern mountains and further to the desolate plateau that is seemingly dyed with blood since time immemorial, the Moon view temple stands at the apex that could not be touched by the small werewolf tribes near the area. These small werewolf tribes are still fixed in the era of living in the wild without embracing the advancing life styles of those from the four kingdoms.They are more savage and aggressive than most werewolves, and they do not fear the strong armies of the four kingdoms at all, but they would never dare to attract the ire of the Moon view temple which forced them to settle down in peace without raising much chaos as they have been doing in the past hundreds of years.The Moon view temple stands at the highest land in the red plateau, and the arena is built directly below it while connecting it with over one thousand steps of stairs. The temple is made up of molt

Fressia KingdomThird Person’s POVThe afternoon training session of the city lord mansion’s guards passed quickly and those of the lower rank dispersed to their resting places at the sight of sunset. Captain Ross twisted his waist to shake off the feeling of numbness from the continuous sparring matches with his subordinates.He is only in his mid-twenties, but Captain Ross feels like his bones are giving up on him due to the harshness of their training sessions. “It will be shameful if I could not last longer than this in an actual battle.” A sigh of giving in to the ruthless Spartan style of their lord slipped past his lips as he remembered that they have a new mission to fulfill later.It has been two years since Rebelliad settled down with Samel Karsan’s rule as the city lord, and even the chaotic city of Rogues welcomed peace as the unbridled beatings of innocent citizens lessened along with the dropping rates of the cr

InjuredThird Person’s POVChirps of insects filled Asha’s ears as she leaned against the hard wall of the small cave that she is nesting in. Her brows furrowed from the soreness filling her limbs as she tried to slowly massage her legs with her dirtied hands. Travelling for a month inside a forest without any prepared clothing and food could only be called as suicide, and Asha could only count on some luck to find a water source and some wild fruits to stave off her thirst and hunger.In the past month, Asha encountered a lot of wild animals, but luckily, they are mostly small wild ones that could be dealt with easily by her small experience in close combat along with her special ability. Such encounters caused her to be bruised with purple and red on her pale white skin that further made her look pitiful that even Soran would not be able to recognize her even if she was in front of him.All of the painful points on her body seem to have converged to a dull and