Prologue It was late at night, I was ambling my steps rapidly in a massive way. Gleaming on my ears, where I knew for sure that my little princess awaits my presence. I saw no one as I sauntered beyond the village, hauling the present that I made for my little princess. When I suddenly heard a limping sound like an old man, lurking near the white bridge village, where I knew for sure where my little princess used to wait for me. I gently peek when I saw Esme turned into a melted acid, I was in terror from the glimpse I saw. I was paralyzed to move, still not getting the whole scenario. I turned my head to the creature who was oddly tilting its head, I scanned and noticed a scale on its skin, nails as sharp as a knife, and ears that were lanky like a grotesque one. I howl in agony after I manage to realize her death right in front of my eyes. I shriek out loud, making the grizzly creature surge in my direction. Turning the whole scenario into a commotion. It was late when I noticed the

Chapter III. The Reason Why We LiveThe next day at dawn, Igashu hard-headedly sneaks out away from their domicile to spy on the dragon's occurrence. Without the notion of Moirai and her other companion inside their prospective quarters. Igashu started digging for information from the Virgin Aisle village to the other empire. Unsafely putting his life in a difficult situation. Igashu's P.O.V As I was ambling my steps, l reached the village of the dead, where rumors of the deadly creatures were said to be lurking inside this town. Massive trees were seen as I entered the village. As I shove myself deeper, the shallow it gets, the path begins to narrow, and the more I feel suffocated. After a minute of struggle, I manage to reach the bottom of the forest. It was said to be a village but I think it was just a myth. The place was quiet, logs were creeping into the ground, and smoke was seen surging from the surface. As I took a step forward, I felt moist from the land where I was standin

Chapter 5 Preparation for the prince's birthday celebration. Her praiseworthy eyes were full of bitterness and ambition, her mouth making an effort to show a grin as she slowly confronted a woman who was crouching in front of her while she uttered a phrase. "What made you come and visit this island, Naomi? Perhaps you have already fulfilled what I have requested from you before?" a lovely maiden has uttered with a confusing expression, her eyes used to glare as she mumbled with her brim showing a pouty lip one, making her attractive at the same time. Playfully picking her nails with her devilish smile. "I apologize for coming back to this island, but I do have some news to announce especially to you, dear Winona Graves. A Critic clan from Averchinariams." Naomi mumbles. "How dare you say my name out loud and clear?!" She said, raising her eyebrows. "I apologize, but I do have some news for you, dear critic" she added, bending her knees in front of a critic. "Speak," she replied. "It

Chapter 7: The Verdict of a Serpent Blameworthy eyes, trembling lips, throbbing bosom, and a weakling grip. His thoughts were being tainted by unsavory intentions. Expressing the phrase "The hardest portion is the first step, the second will be simpler" Igashu mumbled. In the interim in Lockwood village. "Moirai Monroe, the lost child, Ace Hutton was said to be captured by the Akkad realm, Ruler Henry Guanyin captured one of our companions and we're said to be sending him to the Elba realm, Moirai, is that true?!" Jiro argued. "I apologize for informing you this late but I will make an effort to fetch him back to our town." Moirai uttered, clarifying her phrase to the townsfolk. "Moirai, I beg you to bring back my son, Ace. No matter what." Ellie requested, clenching Moirai's fabric as she pleaded on her bent knees. "I promise to bring him back lady Ellie" Moirai reacted truly. The townsfolk started to search for Ace whereas Moirai and Cyrus joined hands for the search. "Moirai, if i

Chapter 9 The Judgment of a Mender "Holiness, (A way of addressing courtesy to an Averchinari) Winona was out of the island, perhaps seeking out aid from the Black Ulysses to devour mana from the serpents. She was yet longing for her lover who deserted her" Elion mumbled. Pherhana Elion was a Schevelian Averchinari (A healer of mind and the Instructor of the tribe) Schevelian Averchinari is coated in a green four-leaf clover, in which the fortunate charm clings to their body, embodying what clan they have a place to. Their mint green hair lunges to their tail. Lanky ears and long sharp nails. And a headpiece floral crown gum into their head. A flower accessory can be caught a glimpse of each Schevelians Averchinari's neck, comprehending that the Emovenorioms / ancestor was inside their body. Once their accessory kicks the bucket, the mana they were devouring will vanish, recognizing that the Emovenorioms have cleared out the body. It might be retirement or abandoning the possession