Lumina has been scarred by three great wars whose marks are still present to this day.
Every war took the lives of millions and caused the extinction of one or multiple races.
The Lumina is an ancient world, but only a history of nine thousand years is known, divided into the span of three epochs.
And in every three thousand years, a Great Holy War happens.
Before the First Holy War, everything is unknown, and everything about the origin race has been lost in the sea of ti.
The First Holy War was a brutal civil war that brought the origin race of Dajin and Divyan to the brink of extinction and broke the supercontinent of Rodinia into smaller continents.
Each continent gave birth to different races from the origin race as a source that were further nourished by God/Goddess.
The elves who remained close to the world tree gained its grace and longevity.
Primordial Goddess Annastia and Goddess Amunet were the ones who blessed them.
The Asura gained toughness by living in barren and rough places at the southern edge of Lumina.
Primordial Demoness Anant and Goddess Hathor gave their blessing to them.
The werewolves that lived in the dense and brutal forests gained sharpness and instincts better than any other.
Moon Goddess Máni and the Blood of Fenrir blessed them with extraordinary abilities.
Everything in Lumina was going well in a suffocating peace until two thousand years ago before the Second Holy War.
...A unique child was born amongst the elves.
The first child of mana...
...Buinal Train Sgaeyl.
...
In a dimly lit room where a large round table was placed, eight holographic figures slowly started to erge.
Even from the holograms, their presence and power could be felt.
A terrifying and deadly presence that could crush a normal being— a presence they didn't try to hide.
The holographic figure of a man who looked in his late fifties was the first to take his seat.
He had short ebony hair that had turned slightly grey from aging, with a short greyish beard on his face.
Edel Von Casita.
The head of Casita Highbloods.
Edel gazed around with his obsidian eyes, his voice commanding as he said, "I don't have much ti to spare."
"Trying to act like you are of any importance, ain't that right, Edel?" A tall man scoffed, his bright amber, cat-like eyes glancing at Edel.
With a robust build and broad shoulders, the man looked fierce, his deep brown hair flowing behind his back.
He wore the traditional dress of the werewolves.
The head of the Fenrir Highbloods.
Drake Leon Fenrir.
Edel ignored his comnt.
He wasn't in any mood to argue with soone he considered nothing but a barbarian.
Drake shrugged, taking his seat like everyone else while looking at the only woman standing.
"I believe everyone should already be aware of the reason for the summon," Mariam said as she looked at everyone. "...It's about Azariah Noah Aljanah."
"You sure are brave, Lady Mariam." Edel scoffed, staring at her. "Instead of sneakily bringing him here, you're announcing it."
"I am not like you, Edel." Mariam stared back. "I don't want unwanted nuisance later on."
"You want to adopt him?" Orelena asked, trying to hide her concern behind her calm facade.
Her skin was smooth, contrasting her age, with her purple eyes staring at Mariam while her purple hair spilled behind her back.
The current head of the Aljanah Highbloods and mother of Esray.
"...Yes." Mariam replied honestly, nodding her head. "...I want him to—"
"I refuse." Another voice echoed, silencing her. "I do not wish for that abomination to step on Akasha."
Mariam turned to look at the voice.
The lady stared back.
With her beautiful blonde mixed with olive hair flowing behind her back...
Her face was cold, detached of any emotions, and deep dark circles adorned her face, though they still couldn't conceal her attractiveness.
The head of the Gerald Highbloods.
"...Nerissa." Mariam whispered softly. "At least listen to what—"
"I refuse to let him stay here as well." Edel announced, staring at Mariam.
" too."
Another voice echoed. This ti, it was the head of the Uzu household.
She had long, pristine white hair with a slightly wrinkled face; her apathetic white eyes stared at Mariam.
Coretta Kurai Uzu.
"I heard he was close to 'that' girl." Coretta continued, rembering the girl her family had sacrificed. "And that alone is enough for to not allow him here."
"What they say." Drake added, while Mariam could only look at them.
The heads of the Asura Highbloods and Valentine Highbloods remained quiet, not giving their opinions.
"Looks like most of us don't want him here." Edel said as he stood up, his hologram blurring. "Then that shall be final—"
"Sit down, Edel." A cold and detached voice echoed within the room.
Another hologram slowly started to erge.
Everyone's gaze turned towards it as a woman began to appear.
Esray looked at Edel with her lifeless grey eyes while Edel glared at her.
Mariam sighed as she took her seat, letting her do the talking.
"Who are you to order ?" Edel growled, staring at her.
"Aren't you too carefree now?" Esray asked, tilting her head. "...It seems you are forgetting the promise that Ragnar made."
The entire room chilled down instantly at the ntion of the promise.
Everyone's gaze crucified Esray, including her own mother,
as if she had touched a forbidden topic.
"No matter how much you try, it's impossible to run from it forever," Esray announced, looking at everyone.
"Last I rember it was Ragnar who promised to destroy the families of both his wives—"
"...Esray." Nerissa slowly said, her chilling voice echoing throughout the room as she let out a murderous intent. "Stay quiet."
"I am rely stating facts," Esray calmly replied, looking at her. "Facts you can't change."
Edel lazily sat down on the chair again, gazing up at Esray. "...Why did you ntion that promise?"
"Can't I?" Esray tilted her head in response. "Or have you already found a way to deal with him?"
"It's unnecessary to worry about him," Mortis said, his voice echoing within the room, silencing everyone.
He exuded an imposing aura, standing well over six feet tall, his fra lean and well-carved even though he was the oldest present in the room.
His skin was ashy bronze with short grey hair and beard.
Two long onyx horns erged from his head, curling slightly.
Mortis Varyan Asura. The head of the Asura Highbloods.
He stared back at Esray. "He isn't worth it."
Esray took a few monts to compose herself.
"Ragnar killed a demigod twelve years ago while being an eternal rank himself," she said, staring back at him.
"Tell , Sir Mortis, is that being really not worth your ti?"
"No. He isn't stronger than and never will be," Mortis said calmly, touching his onyx horns. "...Unless he can win against , I won't acknowledge him."
"You think he will fight you just to gain your acknowledgnt?" Edwin, who had been quiet all this ti, added, looking at him. "You sure are unreasonable, my friend."
Mortis quietly looked at him.
For him, Edwin was an odd guy.
Soone whom he couldn't understand or predict.
He always did things that didn't make sense to him.
"Why did you ntion that promise?" Edel asked again, this ti impatience clear in his voice.
"Ragnar killed the girl that Azariah loved," Esray sighed, taking everyone by surprise. "The girl whom he loved dearly."
"I thought Azariah was the one who killed her," Coretta said before her eyes squinted a little. "...The church lied?"
"...Ragnar is still seen as a beacon of hope for everyone," Mariam, who had been quiet for a while, said, looking at her hands.
"They are afraid of how much despair it will cause the general public if they know he is the enemy..."
Her words trailed off as she sighed deeply; she didn't want to talk about him.
Not in front of Nerissa.
"We are getting off topic." Drake clapped his hands, earning her focus. "So, why did Ragnar kill that little lover of your son?"
"...Annastia's Avatar."
Everyone's gaze turned to look at Nerissa, who quietly whispered.
Her body trembled in rage as she leaned against the chair.
A few of them looked at her with pity.
Losing her son when he was an infant.
And...
...She was now on the verge of losing her daughter as well.
Esray looked at everyone, her voice echoing and breaking the silence. "...Before that happened, Azariah fought against Ragnar."
A surprised look flashed past everyone's gaze.
Even Nerissa's cold eyes opened wide, filled with tremor.
She couldn't help but ask, "...He survived?"
"Indeed, he survived for almost five minutes," Esray nodded in response.
"She is bluffing," Edel snorted, dismissing her words.
"Even with his one-ti powerup, which helped him kill those angels, it isn't enough to stand against Ragnar."
"Why would I lie?" Esray replied calmly, gazing at him. "I gain nothing from lying here."
"Then why are you here?" Daina asked sharply, looking at her.
"...If he keeps living in Lumina, he might soday get caught by the church, and even Ragnar is trying to kill him," Esray replied, her voice 'earnest' as she lowered her head.
"...I just want my son to be safe."
...A valid reason.
A few of them thought, and only Orelena glared at her daughter.
"Whatever reason you may have, I won't allow him to live here," Edel firmly announced, looking at her.
"...Why is that?" Mariam asked, annoyed by his stubborn behavior.
Edel sighed, looking at everyone.
"Have you all forgotten what the previous [Exiled Prince] did to us?"
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