CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND SIX

Izon's Pov

The world was always a small space to me. With not much significance even though there was so much life in it. Because everyone was too modern for what they really were deep inside. Everyone was too detached from the truth of their very own existence. And only few people like me were willing to be honest enough to embrace the monster that hid beneath us all.

I had been the first to choose the forest as a new home when we had been banished. Because I had known ever since that it was our true place. That it was where we all truly belonged, irrespective of race or power. Because unlike the others, I faced the sun that we were wolves; and knew that wolves were never meant to live in castles or under government. One of the reasons I hated the pitiful revolutionary Renaissance that the pack had taken to. The new advanced race title they had given themselves. And as an excuse to be more humane. When humanity crumbled upon itself before we were born out of its ashes.

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