Thousands and thousands of years ago, 8 Kingdoms arose from the ashes. Masses of land divided by oceans, seas, mountains and forests. And with these 8 Kingdoms arose 8 Gods. One God for each Kingdom. Together, they were called The Ones. And after The Ones, came Karlayns and Karklyns. Half-creatures and half-humans. They were submited to the Gods and later on the Kings and Queens. And those who did not obey them were doomed to the living hell. The 8 Kingdoms lasted thousands and thousads of years. Nu Moi Dur, Brlur, Mui Dan Fur, Iqueris, Ayevkar, Stuinia, Eprosal and Uscilla. Kings and Queens ruled, survived and thrived. Wars tore down whole lands and killed more men than one can count. And for years, the Kingdoms lived in peace. And when Maylea Wun, only daughter of the King and Queen of Nu Moi Dur, the Dragon Kingdom, takes the throne after her parents' passing, the Kingdoms fall into a pit of chaos. The 8 Kingdoms are at one single step from falling back into another Grand War, a war that would not be worth it. And inside that war, all hell will break loose. Passing of loved ones, collapse of Kingdoms, atrocious battles of Karklyns and manipulations made by Karklayns. All and nothing will be threatened. And it would all start the moment the crown of Nu Moi Dur lands on Maylea's head, the moment a blind theft happened, the moment a Karklayn looked up, the moment a murder of an innocent was commited, the moment a Karklyn felt, the moment a forbidden love emerged, these were all of the moments who led the 8 Kingdoms into their chaos and despair. (I'm sorry in advance for possible English mistakes since English isn't my native language. I try to upload new chapters as quickly as possible. Also, please feel free to comment your opinions, what you think of the story and criticism, it may help me write in the future. I hope you enjoy the story :) )