When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Ragar's heart pounded in his chest as he prepared himself for the imminent challenge looming before them. The weight of the moment was too heavy that he felt so little among the people in that space. He had chosen to participate, not out of duty, but out of a deep-rooted respect for King Tobias and the gods that are watching. He could never back down now. However, despite his determination, a sense of unease lingered within him. The unknown future gnawed at his thoughts, taunting him with the possibilities of success or failure. What would become of him if he were not blessed by the gods? He understands that success was not guaranteed, that the gods' favor was elusive and unpredictable. Though, if ever he is not blessed, they would still push through with their plan of escaping and searc