Episode 9

Centuries ago, the demigods created the Faoladhs. Man and wolf sharing the same body. They were gentle beings, full of magic, who made a great difference in their packs. They had knowledge of herbs and created remedies to help their people.

They also took care of the safety of the children, seeking to keep everyone well. They had the gift of healing and were peacemakers. They were natives of Ireland long before the Wizards arrived. They lived peacefully, planting their own food, raising their animals, and hunting in the great dark forest, which provided everything for them as long as they respected the lives of that place.

Near the place of their pack, there was a village of humans, and they lived well with each other. This went on for centuries, as the Faoladhs passed on their lycanthropic condition to their children and did not infect anyone. Until one of the descendants, interacting with humans, fell in love with the story of Jesus and became a priest.

Father Patrick, as he sympathized with some sick people who could not be cured, transformed them and sent them to the Pack. The humans, seeing this, were grateful and told the story of the miraculous priest.

At that time, the island began to receive many historians and strange people, who built their houses to settle there and had the support of the owner and lord of the Castle, Kylian Muireb. The new inhabitants multiplied and invaded the forests with their spells and witchcraft.

Over time, some Faoladhs began to disappear. After a few weeks, their bodies would appear in the forest, burned, cut, and stabbed with knives. Their heads were torn off, and that's how they discovered how to kill them, as they had longevity, being able to live over 400 years and healed easily.

After a while, the number of sorcerers, witches, and magicians increased so much that they seemed to be the true ancestors and owners of the land. They outnumbered the humans and the Faoladhs.

One night, monsters appeared in the middle of the night and bit anyone they came across, infecting them with lycanthropy, turning them into beastly creatures. The Faoladhs who were bitten became violent and lost their healing powers.

With these transformations, the sorcerers cast an extermination spell, and those who did not flee or hide in caves died. It was after this slaughter that the Lord of the land, a sorcerer who claimed to be of pure blood, donated the southern part of the island to the wizards, witches, and sorcerers, on the condition that no werewolf inhabit the land.

The Supreme of the southern land formed his kingdom and named it Avila, as it came to be called, the Kingdom of Avila.

Years passed, but the humans and werewolves who survived by fleeing to Scotland and the surrounding areas grew in numbers and desire for revenge. They met Ingus Muireb when he was visiting Scotland at the request of his father. He was supposed to make contact with one of his father's business partners, but when he arrived, he was approached by a human who worked in the house of this said partner. He took him to an alley and told him about his boss's plan to kill him at his father's behest.

Ingus believed it, as it was just like his father. He wanted to get rid of his son without dirtying his own hands. In this way, Ingus didn't feel safe going back home, and with the help of the human, he met the group of revolutionaries willing to fight to avenge their people. This is how his involvement with the revolution in Avila began, which gave rise to the Lost Kingdom.

Through his contacts, Ingus made several discoveries about the Supreme who ruled in Avila. He was a good man, despite being deceived by the landowner. He believed lies about the Faoladhs, and they experimented on them, using herbs as well as Greek werewolf blood and witchcraft. That's how they created monsters that destroyed their own race.

He had tried to push her away, to distance himself from her, but she persisted, always staying by his side, always looking up to him with adoration in her eyes. And now, she had fulfilled the prophecy, the very thing he had been trying to prevent all these years. The kingdom was lost, the war was over, and his heart was filled with regret and bitterness.

As he looked out over the forest, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness. The once vibrant and enchanted land was now scarred and destroyed. The magic that had once flowed freely was now tainted by the bloodshed and destruction that had taken place. And it was all because of him.

He had failed to protect the kingdom, failed to keep the wolves at bay. And in the process, he had lost not only his position as the kingdom's protector but also the love and loyalty of the one person who had always stood by him.

Regret gnawed at his heart as he thought about the girl he had mistreated. She had believed in him, had loved him unconditionally, and in return, he had pushed her away. And now, she was gone, lost to him forever.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he realized the depth of his mistake. He had let his bitterness and prejudice blind him, had let it cloud his judgment and prevent him from seeing the truth. And now, it was too late to make amends, too late to ask for forgiveness.

As the sun began to rise, casting a golden glow over the once majestic kingdom, Agnek made a silent vow. He would spend the rest of his days trying to atone for his sins, trying to rebuild what was lost. He would dedicate himself to protecting the remaining magic, to ensuring that it would never fall into the wrong hands again.

And maybe, just maybe, somewhere out there, the girl he had once rejected would find it in her heart to forgive him. But even if she didn't, he would continue to fight, continue to protect, for the sake of the kingdom they had lost.

As he turned away from the window, a glimmer of hope sparked in his eyes. The war may have been over, but the battle to reclaim what was lost had just begun. And Agnek was determined to see it through, no matter the cost.

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