Sovereign Of The Skies

"Did I get reincarnated as... A HARPY?!" After having lived a life full of anguish, betrayal and the constant pressures of having to make his parents proud, 17 year old Simon Cavil found himself at death's door after being accidentally run over by a Truck. His blurry and lifeless eyes gazed into the skies and he saw birds flying freely in the skies above him and felt envious of their freedom. Under his dying breath he muttered: "I wish I was as free as those birds." And just like that his wish was granted, and he now found himself in a perilous fantasy world where he must either adapt or perish!

JayModii · Fantasy
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The Seventh (2)

"Please calm down captain!"

"You too elder, I fear you have went too far, I suggest we focus on the war at our front door instead of fighting against each other here!"

Lark stood up from his chair and became the voice of reason, prompting the two glaring at each other to put aside their animosity.

"*Sigh*... Do not speak of my family again you old geezer."

Hawke spat and pulled out a chair next to Lark.

"Why you little..."

The elder grit his teeth and swallowed his words, his wings slightly trembling from the bloodlust that almost swallowed him whole.

"Then, may I ask why you have called a meeting at a time like this Elders?"

Hawke enquired, resting his cheek on his fist.

"We have been suffering an ongoing siege from these Humans for decades now, it won't end until they get what they want. "

One of the four elders present said, the bald spot on his head glistening.

He added: