After one hundred years, the region of the mountains has managed to build it self again. Once devastaded, it now grows its own political system, disconected from the rest of the country. But people have their own will, and from time to time a hero is born from mistakes. This is the story that inspired generations upon generations, songs and tales painted over walls and statues. Because you can't supress the will of the people and call it philosophy. TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of rape and abuse. Nothing graphic though and only very light. Promise. New chapter every Sunday. First Draft Edition