Lord of Redeemer

The sun was no longer so dazzling. A Gruenhound squinted its eyes lazily and scratched its head. In Sequoia Manor, a little boy was chopping firewood hard. Although he was sweating profusely, he did not complain. Everyone in the manor is performing their duties and fulfilling their responsibilities. Little did they know that a catastrophe was about to come. The boy didn't know that this was a disaster that would change his destiny. His story has begun. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.