Author's Note:

Hello there guys! This will be a short story for Zenonia! And... I decided to give up the Treasure Hunter Chronicles. That story wasn't really going anywhere so I'll try a new one. This will be a slight AU and please bear with it! Well, without further ado, let's start! Aja!

Prologue: On The Other Side

They oftenly called this place as the edge of the Andra Empire.

Poor living, low economy, lack of industry factor and poor teleportation.

The people managed to survive everyday, thanks to rich iron mine beside this village. There were some green fields surrounding the place so root crops and edible plants were not a starving problem anymore.

The only thing that kept this village to refuse to make the living here easier was the government itself.

Corruption was an imprinted rule here. Extortions were spread out. And, the discrimination between the noble class and the commoners were pretty conspicious already.

The Commander of this area wasn't doing anything, but no one could ever blamed him because the Capital was calling him every single moment for necessity. Actually, no one seen him in person, ever. His name was quite forgettable, too, since he was frequently absent on his post here.

This place was neglected, and might also thought wasn't existing at all. This village wasn't that abundant of great history and culture, rather, it was wholly forgotten by everyone else. The only remaining ones that knew the old culture of this village was some 'immigrants' or ' foreigners', which they strongly prefer to call, of other towns. What was worse, the word 'righteousness' was exiled away from this place.

To make things clear, only just few people who had been numbered in an honest living.

The Capital who just suffered from a war barely five months ago, was slowly rising on its feet to reach its former glory. News surged like a plague that a new king was entitled and the rumors spreaded like a wildfire that the new ruler was righteous and unyielding. He posessed a golden heart and a brave soul, according to the gossips.

The people here in this village were hoping that the new ruler was posessing those characteristics without any malice. Wishing also that this place would be noticed someday.

This was all a lie. The new king had been here before he sat on the throne. This was also his homeland. Why he didn't ask the previous king before to please focus on this place? To atleast give all the seven districts of Andra a fair attention with each other? Nope, they couldn't. They were too busy on their personal affairs.

Nothing could ever changed that. This was the real world. No one could say 'I like to be happy every now and then!' because it was always, 'I want to stop, all I am experiencing is all pain and suffering!'.

The real world was not like all blissfully moments but a place of painfully sufferings.

If all these things would still rolling on, the history would gradually repeat itself.

Only the seven children of fate could changed injustice, hatred, wrath, pain and regret of the small village, of the empire, and of the continent of Zenonia.

Let the wheel of destiny discovered what the future of the world held.

P.S. Uhm... I don't know what happened. Gosh, this was gonna be a challenge! Okay! Move on to the chapter one!