"The first time I saw her was the first time I felt emotions in my heart." A weak and aged voice struggled to say. "Before I met her, I had never known beauty and love. I have never known happiness. But, when I was with her, everything...became beautiful. And my heart… it became blissful."

The old man stopped talking for a while and gasped for his breath.

"But, I was incapable."

Slowly, hot tears started to flow on his face. "I lost her," his weak voice whispered.

"Dear child, my time is almost over. In this lifetime, I don't have a chance to see your mother again." The old man's hand trembled as he held on to the child's hand.

"But Moon Goddess has pitied me. She had given me hope." The man struggled to raise his hand to touch the child. When the child saw this, he immediately grasped the old man's hand and placed it on his cheek.

"He sent you, one of my sons, in this realm before I die." After he said this, a weak smile formed on the old man's face. "You are to continue the bloodline of the Royalties of the Wolves. And, after a thousand years, I will return here...to be with your mother again." He softly whispered.

"Don't worry, father. I will do everything in my power so you can be together with my mother." The child's voice was filled with determination as he gripped the old man's hand. Slowly, however, hot tears also started to flow from his emerald's eyes.

The old man's heart broke as he saw the crying child's face. With his weak hands, he struggled to wipe away his tears.

"Don't cry, my child. If fate pitied us once more, we will see each other again." The old man tried to console him.

"When the first sunlight comes, I will leave this realm. But, raise your head high, my dear child."

"For you are Ellias, son of Luna and Eleazar, the Young King of the Royalties of the Wolves."