Introduction
A long time ago, massacres had raged all around the world. Barbarians and savageskilled men, captured women, and tortured children all for their own pleasure and entertainment. They destroyed their homes and stole everything they wanted that they could lay their hands on. They ruled everything and there was nothing that their victims could do about it. And it had gone on like this for a thousand years.
Too much blood was shed. Too many innocent lives were lost. Too many villages destroyed. Too many hearts broken, and all hope was lost. The future was shrouded in darkness. No one believed that there would ever be a future for them.
It was so until a hero stepped forward, a hero who would pull them up from the ground and catch them when they fall. A hero who gave hope to everyone, a hope that told them that there will be a future. That hero was a warrior. And those groups of warriors helped everyone, anyone they can, earning the people's trust and loyalty. It's too bad that they didn't realize that they made a mistake
It had been 997 years since that day, the day when the warriors took control over everything. Only the elite warriors and officials were respected. Even new warriors were treated badly, especially, their slaves, captives from war taken in to serve those who had spared their lives and saved them from their horrible fate. Not to mention the women. They were treated like objects, objects that are so valuable that they wanted to have them. But when the time came that they were useless, they dumped them, just like trash.
And so here begins this story, the story of a girl named Rhyadaie Akyuria.
