I heard a lot of noise around me. I blinked open my eyes to a bright sun. My throat was still dry. I suddenly thought about Valerie/Rebecca and Martha. When I tried to raise my head to look, I was forced to look down due to the heavy chains around me. "What the hell.... "I muttered. I heard a few murmurs around me. When I tried to raise my head again, I caught glimpses of people.Adult, children.. Everyone were present. Maybe more or less than fifty people , I guess. They were all clustered together like a group. From the group , out came an old man. He looked like every other old man. Like the features alright. His skin was wrinkled. He actually looked a lot like wizards in those old movies called Harry Potter or something. He was a frail looking person with blood fecked eyes, his hair was a dirty blonde. His hands were thin and frail looking. The way he walked... Well he had a deep scar on the left side of his face, just below his eye. And he had a white beard. Long and wavy.

YO PEOPLE..  I know I just have a few readers. But they still need to know the reason why I didn't  update my novel.  I am currently a student. And I had exams.  So I took this time off to prepare for my exams.  My exams were over a week ago. The reason I didn't did the update was because of the result. I was nervous. And it would have affected my writing. So I thought about continue writing after the result.  Oh and I had a good mark, 89 % .  The exams were actually hard.  So anyways, since the exams are over and I am free .  So from now on, I'll be updating 3-7 chapters per week. I guess. So anyways that's it.  Enjoy reading. Oh and also share this novel to your friends who are interested in novels of such genre

After everyone entered the gates, they were given huts to live. Everyone except a man decided to live in the Asura Clan. The man who decided to live was called Rahim. He was a deputy captain of a clan in Southern continent and had come here for finding a medicinal plant that can save people bitten by a zombie . It was rumoured that this plant can convert a zombie back to its original form that is back to human. He and a group of mercenaries had been asked by the clan head to find this medicine for the daughter of the clan head. There were rumours about the location of the plant. But when he reached here, he found a cave and entered inside. Just to be captured by Yara. Now Yara regretted the things she had done. And she wanted to give the medicinal plant to Rahim. And because of how rare this plant was there was not much hope for finding this plant anywhere else. Hearing Yara, the man was overjoyed. The reason was that, Rahim actually loved that clan head's daughter and sh

"Cuddle bear, why are your eyes red?? "Valerie/Rebecca asked in a worried tone. I turned my head towards her and said awkwardly, " Uh.. No.. Nothing. "But Valerie/Rebecca was smart enough to understand the reason for my awkwardness. Then she began to laugh knowingly. I stuttered and said, "I.. I.. "With a smile she said, "Don't worry about trivial matters. " Then she gave a peck on my lips and got up. I wanted to follow, but Martha was still on top of me. I closed my eyes for a bit. But soon woke up to find Martha staring at me and giving me a dangerous smile. I gulped and said, "Ma.. Martha, what is it... "She didn't gave me a reply and continued to give me a vicious smile. But her smile broke down, when Valerie/Rebecca entered the tent suddenly. Valerie/Rebecca saw Martha sitting on top of me, then she pulled Martha's ear. Martha cried, "Ow.Ow.. Leave my ear. It's hurting. Ouch. "Valerie/Rebecca then said, "Martha, we had already had a long talk

The next day, I woke up with a hangover. Damn. I should have controlled drinking that mead. Shit. I groaned, rubbing my temples. Last night, after we finished dancing and singing everyone gathered together for a feast. After the slave traders were killed and the prisoners were captured, to celebrate their freedom they gathered anything they could and held a feast to thank us. And when they were finding things for preparations , they found barrels of fine mead. When I was on earth, I have had liquor many times. And my alcohol tolerance was great, but this mead was on the next level. Like a complete different level. How to compare... Yeah. One cup of mead was probably equal to six or seven vodka shots. How about it. And I had four cups while the girls had two each. Well, except Alora. She had three cups. Valerie/Rebecca, Martha and Yara were already awake. Groaning and gritting their teeth to bear the head ache. Saber was having a peaceful s