The body that was revealed underneath, was a far cry from his blemish less face and hands. It was filled with scars and disfigured tissues. The boy could easily heal them, but he didn't, because the scars were a reminder, a reminder that he didn't belong to this world, a reminder that he was an imposter, a mere street rat amongst the high society of royal lions and tigers.  ~Charles Warammar The Eternal Realm had merged with the Earth’s plain causing catastrophe and disaster all over the living world. All the continents had been rearranged, the oceans had become unstable, and the animals had been transformed into beasts. The technologies which the humans had developed for eons became useless, with the very science on which they were built, broken. Humanity which had once ruled the world, had found themselves stranded on a single continent. This continent was named Euroca. On Euroca they found a new path of development in the form of the ‘Eternal Realm’. Now a thousand years and countless Realm wars later, humanity had finally established themselves to their former glory. They had constructed cities and kingdoms, and conquest far in the Eternal Realm, gaining innumerable resources. But unbeknownst to them numerous new threats had emerged, this time not in the Eternal Realm but on their home continent. Lost in their greed of power and internal war, could humanity unite to face them… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A poor boy living in the Rags, the lowest of the low settlements, attracted the attention of one of the strongest families and got adopted in their ranks. His old identity was snuffed out and he was reforged to be known as Charles Warammar. His whole world had changed, but unbeknownst to him soon the whole human world was going to change, and this man would be at the center of it. Whether he became the reason behind their salvation or the cause for their destruction only time would tell…