Still at the deserted isle filled with nothing but sands and rocks, Jared and Abbey stared at each other waiting for any one to pull the first move.On Jared's side, it was windy, without his iconic armour, his clothes were fluttering, tumbling and rumbling on his body as the flow of strong air twirled on both arms.On Abbey's side, the sky above him was darker as lightning with low rumbling was being forged like a fork above him, also windy but not as Jared's side."Like the good old days, old friend!!" Abbey cried from the other side, Jared, exhaled. "Am coming for you!!" Abbey yelled again, moving with great speed as line of thunderstorms followed him through the sky. Jared with calmness slowly closed his eyes, he could feel Abbey's moments, body's stiffened, breath growing thin and his body shaking with rage while almost hitting hi

At the castle large, towering dinning hall, of an ornated ceiling with paintings of the previous rulers of the Humane kingdom, side by side. Painted directly above the king and the princess, having their breakfast on a long dinning table, Randall took a golden cup filled with wine and gulped it down, dropped it back then stared at his daughter having both hands wrapped with blue clothes reaching to her elbow. “Wren, if the cooks were still in this world, this food would have been the more tastier who I'm I kidding it will be sweetest food you have ever tasted,” he pointed out, Wren raised her face up and smiled then she continued her food. Randall was partially stunned because he'd knew how Wren mostly talks about wishing to eat the cook's meal and knowing everything of their secret ingredients and their way of life.Randall cleared his throat, “Hummm, Wren, what’s wrong?” Randall asked, “and how was your night, my dear?

The Three Humane were actually not all Humanes, the man with the lemon wings was a being from the Beast Kingdom, since the Entity night market consist of various kinds of beings from other Kingdoms, it was legal to be there at that particular period of time. This phase was taken by King Randall of the Humane kingdom, following the steps of his fore-Kings and Queens in pursuing peace and order in the entire Kingdoms. The man with lemon wings on his back gave the four Humanes of short statue a sideways glanced, who were just looking at him as they exhibited no emotions, “Beating you will show you half Humanes, that you don’t mess with our storylines. And if you do,” he flapped his wings once, “you will be winged,” he said then he scowled at Luna.Luna took a step forward, “The way you talk with your ability. You are not from this kingdom,” Luna said, the three men all laughed, 

Two week earlier, inside a cave in an unknown environment, strange beings cladded in furs with most of them heavily muscled at the act of expecting someone, they surrounded the only fire in the cave, to provide light as it was heavily snowing and winding outside, suddenly, heard a distant whooshing sound coming closer towards the entrance as they were at alert, looking fixedly at the entrance, then they noticed a glowing onyx eyes as a figure came in, the fire showing his yellowish-brown skin also heavily muscled, a long knotted dreadlock on his head being dragged on the floor with no garment worn to cover his torso but cladded with fur trousers and a fur cape, on his shoulder a huge deer larger than a full grown elephant was held with one arm while he effortlessly walked inside then dropped it on the floor, right in front of them and looked at the beings inside the cave.   “Eat up. We are moving tomorrow at first light.” He said as cold vapor came out of his mo

Vanilla vision were tilting and blurring, tears of blood flows from her eyes as she slowly turned her face to Peirce, who was staring at her with no emotions but with tears rolling down his cheeks, sorrowfully dropped on her bloody dress. “It was never your fault though… ” Gasping Vanilla after saying it, she screamed in pain. Peirce held her to himself as her blood stained his clothes with a closed eyes, he grieved; “I wish I had never go to the Humane Kingdom. I wish I never stolen the flowers, I wish I never… ” He looked at Sniffia, who was staring at him also, with her wet eyes, “all this will have never happened. I regret it all… I … ” before he could finished his word, Vanilla lifted her hand gently touched his right cheek. Who would have thought Peirce could finally blame himself for all that has happened to his new found friend, who would have though