The land of Laróm, known for its billions of rampant beasts, never ending storms, and chaotic dragon and demon infestation. It is a plagued land that has been forgotten by civilization for thousands of years, an entire continent where the concept of laws don't exist and where there is no ruler capable of taking it under control, a place where magic is pure and life is rich, but the land itself is unforgiving.
For the past year, that is where Minto had remained, with pulsing veins of crimson spread throughout his body, he slept with a constant burning fever, having to be tended to by his chosen mates, he was in a state of complete vulnerability, but never was he ever unsafe, it was on the four-hundredth day of the year that his eyes opened for the first time in that entire span but it went
