“What was he smuggling?” asked Hula as she struggled to speak calmly. Zilan hesitated, that was the one question he could not answer at least not currently. “I cannot tell you now but I will, soon.” Hula’s thoughts grew conflicted. She was a royal and as such was taught that all who associated with criminals let alone beasts deserved to …

Zilan felt strange, the more he looked at Sobiar the more enveloped in her beauty he became. It was as if his eyes were glued to her body and they would not be satisfied until every corner of it was examined by them. “Don’t fall for a stupid charm!” whispered Hula as she dug her elbow into Zilan’s ribs. The …

Path of Blood Chapter 9 – The rumblings of a calm sea begin. The punch from the old man sent Zilan flying across the room. He tried screaming however only a faint high pitched squeal could escape his mouth. The pain so excruciating, that his body erratically flailed around and the shock of having his spiritual power dissipate in a …

Zilan walked through the town while making sure to avoid the flames and crumbling buildings. He tried his level best to keep his eyes fixed forward in an attempt to avoid seeing the remnants of the slaughtered men and women. However, despite his best efforts the thick stench of death that permeated the air still reminded him of where he …

9 years ago. At the base of the Eastern Mountain which separated the human territories from the Beast territories, a small but thriving town could be seen. The town was rather damp as it was almost always covered by clouds which not only obstructed the sun but also constantly poured down rainfall almost every day like floodgates which would periodically …

On the upper floors of the arena, in the corner of the room, sat a young man who unlike the rest of the spectators, did not seem amused at all. In fact, his current expression was so rigid and firm that one would get the feeling that it was forced, almost as if he was trying his best to hold …

*Tuk, Tuk* “Wh…who is it?” asked Zilan as he stood up from his desk. A light sigh was heard coming from behind the door. “Zilan, I know something happened yesterday in town. Let me in so we can talk.” Zilan stared at the door for a while before sitting back down and resuming his work. His hands moved at a …

The next morning, Zilan went about his usual daily routine. He spent half of his morning at the tower recording all the notable things in his small book before going back home to help out with the restaurant and to deliver Solmo his wine. Once the sun was right above the city, shining at it’s brightest. Zilan left home headed …

The tower chamber slowly grew darker as the sun began to descend. Zilan, still in the same position stared at the plain white ceiling, lost in deep thought. He suddenly remembered something and almost unwillingly decided to get up. He walked towards where he threw the small book and after a short search, picked it up and with trembling hands, …