I’m nearly 16 years old and I’m scared I won’t be able to live a second longer. How much longer can I survive a world where everyone is after one thing and one thing only? My blood. What’s so special about my blood? A hero wants it, and the Venators want it. Who’s next? There’s no one I can trust… ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for checking this out! Sorry if there are mistakes. :D We'll update this story 2 TIMES A WEEK. Make sure to comment, vote, and follow! Thanks

The king has opened a way to outside the kingdom. Only 5, however, can escape this cage of trees and guards to the world outside the world every citizen in the village of Metzo doesn't know. Murder, betrayal, lying, is all that these people know. They pledge to protect each other. They vow to fight for each other. They promise to help each other. But what they don't know is that people might be lying- might be ready and willing to back-stab them any moment. Will Maximus find his way out? Or will he stay and suffer?