I had other plans for Alténis.... But Cahill.... He was the one who put my kid against me.... My Heindall.... He could've done something to him, after all, he showed My son how to destroy my creations, he took part on his dementia.... And now in Alténis'.
The scientists and researchers looked at a crying god.... Shattered before them, some took his notepads down and hugged the defeated god. Others cried too.... Others smiled and left....
That was the cost of My carelessness.... My guilt, My fault.... My dishonor... The bet that My creation gave me, the priority it all gave me. There are almost no heroes.... Not even I am one.... He looked up.... And continued. After all this chaos, someone stood up to take the reins of Crodomac and Aldania, her name was Lydianne, whom everyone respected, she in time became a great leader and the countries kept prospering from generation to generation, she then met a man with green eyes and green hairs, a scarred face, and tear-like scars from his eyes down to his jawlines... He was somewhat familiar, after all those years; and they conceived a child, and the bloodline continued to this day... heh, Saying that reminds me of another sto--
THE END....
Murghal Archives: Heroes; a Wild Bet
Location: Unknown
2E1247.BT.
Thank you again for reading this another story, although its shorter, it took me more time to do it. I'll be doing more next! Stay tuned and again, thanks.