The Last Whiteblood's

Prologues

Hi everyone!

My name is Haritsataqi Jaman, an amateur writer. I just tried to write a story in 2018 until now. Because I am still a beginner, I hope the audience will all understand if there is a wrong word in my writing.

Yep, that's all. Please enjoy Arion Whiteblood**!!!

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Thousands of years ago, there was a great war in the Middle World. The battle is based on the awakening of the Dragon who has been asleep in the sky for millions of years. Along with the awakening of the Dragon, a small island suddenly appeared in the middle of the ocean. The island was like a place of death, with hundreds of large corals around the island and also a giant object that appeared shortly after the island came to the surface.

It was shaped like a bird's nest made of stone and charcoal.

Then, thousands of undead troops emerged from the sea in various forms. They used a trident spear weapon.

The Garvens who knew of their emergence immediately regarded them as a threat. The whole race united to fight against them.

The ancestors of a clan appeared in the midst of a war. They have white hair and blue eyes. That clan was Whiteblood, the great clan.

The war lasted five years and after that the Garvens came out as winners, but the pay they had to swallow was very much. Destruction was everywhere, many were victims, dozens of kingdoms were destroyed and most surprisingly the Whiteblood clan was wiped out.

And also, until now the island and the bird's nest-shaped object has not disappeared and remains above the ocean.

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"Get down! Don't let anyone run!" exclaimed a man in full armor while riding a horse.

Dozens of troops stormed a village that had been attacked by the Goblin race. The troops were wearing the same armor as the riding man earlier, green-tinted armor.

The goblins who saw the arrival of the troops immediately ran away from the village. Half of the men were chasing them.

"Evacuation! Find someone alive!" the man's orders.

"But, Your Highness .. there doesn't seem to be anyone in this village" said a bald man beside him.

Not long after, there was a groaning sound for help from inside one of the houses there. The man got off his horse and walked towards the house.

Once he got there, the man in armor opened the door slowly. The sound of the door coming could be heard from the door. When he opened it, the condition in the house looks chaotic, even the roof foundation wood is collapsed.

The man spread his gaze around and found a bright blue light from a room. Slowly he walked towards the room with his hands in the algae of his sword.

"His Highness Hanza" said the bald man earlier. He is currently outside the home.

"Wait there, Thomas" said Hanza.

As she continued walking, Hanza peered into the room before opening the door.

His breath was stifled when he saw that the light was coming from the magic shield and inside was a small child sitting with a puzzled look.

His gaze then turned to a woman who was hit by wood on the floor of the house. Hanza immediately lifted the wood from the woman's body. There were claw scars on the woman's stomach and arms.

"Are you okay?" Hanza raised the woman's head. His breath sounded weak.

"I'll call ..." Hanza was about to call her people, but the woman held Hanza's arm.

"Don't .. please .. don't go .." he said in a disjointed voice. Hanza stopped and had to obey.

"My son ... he's my son .. please .. take care of him .. I don't. have anyone .. who to take care of my son again .."

The woman was coughing up blood, even her blood all the way to Hanza's cheek.

"Take this .." he gave Hanza a locket. Hanza.

"Who are you?" ask Hanza.

"I . a ... Whiteblood"

Hanza widened her eyes, she was shocked by the woman's words. Hanza looked at the woman's hair, her hair was black instead of white.

"Please .. take care of my son .. be well .." The woman breathed her last, her eyes closed slowly. Not long after, the woman's black hair slowly turned white.

"A Whiteblood" Hanza murmured. He turned his head to the magic shield, the little boy in the shield looked at him, his innocent and beautiful face as if it did not describe fear and sadness.

A few seconds later, the shield began to disintegrate and emit light. The boy came out of the shield but remained seated in his place.

"Now .." Hanza called the boy. "What's your name?"

"Arion" he replied.

"Arion .. From now on I will make you my son. What say?" Hanza asked.

Arion stared at the body of his mother who was still near Hanza. "Yes .. I want, it's a message from my mother .." she replied.

Hanza was amazed, he guessed Arion was only 6-7 years old but he could already think like an adult. Just like her mother, Arion's hair was also black.

"My name is Hanza Gareins, I am the king of the Kingdom of Rabadar, you can call me Father from now on and until anytime"

Arion nodded slowly. Hanza smiled and lifted Arion's mother out of the house. Arion followed from behind.

"Your Majesty" Thomas is shocked to find Hanza carrying a victim with a child.

"We're burying her around here, this woman needs to be given a proper funeral" Hanza said.

"All right, Your Majesty. You all! Prepare the grave" Thomas ordered.

"All right!!"

Thomas turned his attention to Arion. Aware of Thomas's eyes on his adopted son, Hanza explains what he has just experienced in the house, except in the part he is a Whiteblood.

"I'm sure Daendra would love to have a new brother" Hanza stroked Arion's head.

"I think so too" Thomas smiled kindly.

Moments later, the troops who were teaching the Goblins returned. They reported there were some Goblins who escaped. Hanza let out a long sigh, he regretted not coming earlier to this village.

"The funeral is ready, Your Majesty" said one of the soldiers.

"Good, let's bury him properly" Hanza asked.

Arion's mother was buried near the village in a hidden place. They prayed before leaving the tomb.

Arion was still standing there staring at his mother's grave. Hanza waited behind him.

"Arion" call Hanza.

"Come, we go home" Hanza extended her hand. Arion was silent for a moment, he reached for Hanza's hand and they left.

Arion waved to his mother's grave before actually going away.

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"Her Majesty the Queen, His Majesty the King is on his way home" a maid reported the matter to the woman before him.

"really? Is the mission over?" ask the Queen enthusiastically.

"Yes, Your Majesty. King Hanza has succeeded in expelling the Goblins from Anvio Village" the servant replied.

"That's good news, prepare the king's arrival party"

"Okay, Queen"

In the royal park, a 9-year-old with a luxurious appearance was seen disturbing a cat. He is not alone, there are three boys who are the same age as him and also look luxurious.

The boy seemed to enjoy disturbing the animal until a female servant came to reprimand him.

"Prince, you can't behave with her, this cat is also a living being" she said.

"Curtain! Who are you to dare to ban me?" the boy looked down on the waiter.

"But, Prince .." the servant stopped his words when he saw a little girl in the Demi-Human race approaching them.

"Daendra, Daendra, you're so naughty. If your mother saw this behavior of yours, she would be very angry" he said, shaking his head slowly. The girl had the tail and earlobes of a fox. Her hair is orange just like her tail. His big tail he fluttered here and there.

"Don't interfere, Faesa" Daendra looked at him coldly.

"Huuu .. fear it!" Faesa laughed a little. "In any case, I'll tell the Queen and Lady Cataine" Faesa ran straight from there. Daendra was shocked, he immediately chased after Faesa.

As they ran in the corridor, Faesa accidentally hit someone's body, Daendra who had not had time to brake also hit.

"Of ...!" Faesa stroked his jidat.

"Aw!" While Daendra held his nose which accidentally hit Faesa's head.

The two of them both raised their heads up to see who they had just hit.

"Pa-uncle Dominick!" Daendra was screaming hysterically.

Dominick is Hanza's younger brother and Daendra's uncle. He was originally the commander of Rabadar Kingdom but he was retired due to losing his left hand due to fighting with other kingdoms. His fierce and angry character makes people reluctant and afraid of him, especially Daendra. Dominick has a cruel level of course, long hair, tall and has a cold nature.

"Pardon us!" Daendra bowed her body quickly.

"Why are you running around the corridor?" ask Dominick.

"I-it ... Faesa took my necklace!" accuse Daendra of making Faesa shocked and immediately look at him.

"Is that true?" Dominick asked Faesa.

"Of course not! He's lying!" Faesa defended himself.

"Show me which one of you is lying?"

Daendra and Faesa gulped at each other for fear. In the end, Daendra admitted his mistake.

"Prince, I like an honest man but you were a little too outrageous to lie to me, so I'll punish you" Dominick said.

Dominick then tells Faesa to leave. Both of them walked to the training ground.

Daendra continued to pray in his heart so as not to be hurt by this uncle.

They arrived, Dominick standing in front of Daendra who was playing his fingers.

"Try to attack me" Dominick said.

"Huh? What's?" Daendra was a little confused.

"Try to attack me" he said again.

"Because— Arrrggh!!!" Daendra had not yet finished his sentence, he had been attacked by Dominick with his magic.

Dominick flicked his hand enough to let out enough wind to strike Daendra until he fell.

Daendra got up, he was instantly on standby.

"Try to attack me" Dominick said.

Daendra raised his hands forward and then twisted them. There was a whirl of fire coming from the round of his hands. The fire went straight to Dominick, but with a flick of Dominick's hand, it disappeared leaving smoke.

Daendra was surprised but did not dare to comment.

"just that? What have you been training for?" ask Dominick.

Daendra looked down and did not answer.

Dominick is approaching Daendra. "Do you know what your father brought you home?" ask Dominick again. Daendra raised his head with a puzzled look.

"Not a toy or food, but a boy"

"What?" Daendra.

"That boy could have been more genius than you. Your father didn't carelessly bring someone into this palace. Your position as Crown Prince and Heaven General could be threatened"

"No way!" Daendra clenched his hands tightly.

"Then practice it earnestly. I will continue to support you and I will not let you be defeated by someone who is not a descendant of the King" Dominick said.

"I definitely won't lose to him!"

From a distance, Faesa heard everything from behind the pillars of the building. He smiles at the angry face of Daendra and also the news of the arrival of this mysterious boy.

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**Only as a notification if I am currently making a fantasy novel also titled 'Lafier Plain'.

Stop, yes**!