Prologue
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“ I heard the wind whispering, thru the closed windows of my throne chamber. I slowly tilted my head and opened my eyes. The wind sounded like a old story. A story non would ever believed, even I… a goddes.
That story, it told me about moments that would change Zonrumi for ever. Not only it’s fate but also how we looked upon mortals…especially demons. I felt it, the start of a new era, a new heir who would bring mortals and demons together, as allies.
A sigh escaped my lips, I couldn’t help my self but wonder. How did my brothers feel about all of this? Did they even know?
“How could you let it go like this? How do you feel about the role your youngest son plays in what is just a game between gods and demons? About his destiny to become the first to the throne, by slaughter of his siblings beloved? The same that caused him pain and suffering? That named him traitor? A traitor because of you.”
I looked back down at my feet.
“The same son who turned his back, after learning the truth?”
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