Miguel should've known what this peace and resolution Maximus IV talking about. He only realized this when he arrived in the kingdom of Rikhill. Twenty years had been since his last visit to the said kingdom, and he could tell there were a lot of changes in this land.
The trades were still going on with people from all across the globe docking in the kingdom's fort. Peace was still reigning over the land. Rikhill had prospered drastically even after two decades. Many goods were new to Miguel; some were new inventions that no one thought would exist two decades ago.
Surely, humans were quick to adapt to this ever-evolving world. Their will to seek change and advancement was incomparable to other races in the world. Two decades wasn't that long for a vampire thus, it wasn't surprising these changes would take some time for them.
If the land of Rikhill was prospering more than ever and peace still ruled over it, what was the problem?
Happy 1 MILLION words!
I am quite overwhelmed by this milestone. This is the first novel that reached a million words! Who would have thought? PHEW!
It was a long ride, right? This story had full of ups and downs, sometimes exciting, and sometimes a little boring. But I take pride in everything I have written down here, learned a lot from the bad path I chose, and seeking to be a better writer to give better content.
Thank you, everyone, for staying with me from the beginning until now. Your continuous support had been my constant motivation.
TTP is reaching the finish line. It makes me emotional, but at the same time, proud. I'm looking forward to reaching the end with you all. <3
Love,
Alien.