the life left you with nothing. An empty void that you feel in you chest, crushing you. A fade voice inside your head, telling you how you have failed. Is this how regrets feels like? The young wolf had asked himself, while he wondered the long dead lands to find nothing more than the deserts of his own made… He had travel the world far and wide, hoping that he will find soemthing or someone that will bring peace to his mind and heart and fill the void that he feels inside his chest. 

But there was nothing for the now old wolf, he’s wiser, true… but at what costs? His regrets have eated him alive, the voices inside head and ters falling down his old, scarred by time, face… Never the less he finally admited that he regrets not living his life, waiting for a moment that never came, for a sign that never showed. He’s at peace, laying on he’s death bed, he looks in the empty void of life, taking he’s last breath, resigned that this is the last moment of he’s life, knowing that he’ll never have the chance to live it again. But what if I’ll have it? The now dying wolf asked himself as he passed away, sad, lonely and scared of what it will happen next.Chapter one: Re-born?