PROLOGUE
285 Words
Long ago, for thousands of years have passed, the empires were in a state of chaos. The force of darkness began to wreck. Many lives have been lost, ravage by war and death. There was once, a young well-built man who fought for blood and life-earning honorific title revolts the current tyrant king who needs nothing but power and domination. The battle has lasted for centuries, the chain of melancholy is forever engraved in history, will never be forgotten. The labyrinth of the past will repeat itself.
In the dark, cold and shady alley where the sun doesn't shine, a pack of rogue deformed man-eating demons feast on a hunter human flesh near the abandoned river. An awful and stinky smell lingers over the place. A cry of innocent never heard witnessing such unsightly and disturbing events. The incident that day marked the beginning of the damnation of the Exile residents. The number of death and slaughtered people strikingly uprising, brings threat to human extinction. This tragic phenomenon alerted the elite forces to take steps to solve the endless problem. By then, Sumire together with her top comrades from the Exile empire begun to hunt.
On the other side, at the top of the fortress, there stood a person watching the entire scene, emotionless. People are screaming in agony, slowly dying while their flesh is consumed by this deformed monster lurking around the corner. He walked towards the mountain of corpses, feeling the sound of death, cries of despair and misery roaring in the eternal darkness, moving forward to find his way.
As the gate unlocked itself,
Chaos will rise,
The weakest will die,
The strongest will survive .
"And I, will continue to fight"
- Writer
