Andros bloodline

The last Z'Hang master clutched onto Galen's right hand, closing his eyes for a moment to calm the rising death within. The inner energy running chaotic and seeking to let his life loose, he feared little time left. With his eyes reopened, he composed the concise words to deliver.

"Take this, and become the last Z'Hang master." He held out something to Galen.

As the metal object dropped to Galen's hand, he felt a familiarness in it. Then he saw it, it brought something from deep within, a feeling.

"What is it?" Galen asked.

"Long ago, you left this for you. You gave it to us for safekeeping. You said, that when you return, you will know what it is."

"What is it, mother?" He heard himself ask, but he sees a young woman before his eyes, dying in a bed. Something sad and familiar in her long flowing black hair.

"It is a secret, my son, something for you only." She replied with a smile, sweat and tears of her pain flowing down her slim cheeks. "A story for you, my son. Once upon a time, the great King of Z'Hang had a beautiful daughter. He loved her so much, he hired 10,000 artisans to make an amulet of protection for her. The Star of Z'Hang, they called it. But the great King loved his power more than he loved his people and his daughter, and he had starved millions to pay for the amulet. For this, the people cursed the King. By this curse, his daughter was enlightened to the true nature of her father. She grew up hating her father, and ran away to learn the arts of war from the Z'Hang Masters. She hid her true lineage, and through years of hard learning, became the only female Z'Hang Master. She sought to instigate a rebellion against her own father, and was caught and then exiled. Eventually, she was rescued and sheltered by the young Grand Duke of this Isle, whom she married and gave a son to...."

"My son, this is yours now. My debt to the world, in this amulet, is now your debt to the world." She said, patting her son on the head. "Wear it as a reminder of me, and of what you owe."

"I was half Z'Hang." Galen murmured to himself.

The old Z'Hang master nodded, pleased by Galen's remembering. "So as you said, you would know what it is."