Every story has its own beginning. It's up to you to decide whether the story will be sad or not. But the main thing is that this story is not just a legend or a tale, but a whole world.

The world of DSMP was extraordinarily beautiful and unusual. Dragons, gods, kings and princes. And also legends, lots of legends. There were two main kingdoms. The Kingdom of Dreams and the Kingdom of White Roses. The Kingdom of Dreams was large, developed, and strong. It was a symbol of courage and justice. His king, Dream, is your father. The White Rose Kingdom was the largest trading city. A city of honor and peace. But the two kingdoms never got along. There have been many wars between them, but now they have achieved peace.

You were 8 years old. You were sitting outside the borders of both kingdoms under a large cherry tree. The pink petals were falling directly onto the green, unruly grass due to the wind. You were sitting leaning against the trunk, right at the roots, and looking up at the clear sky, where white clouds were flying. However, you weren't alone. After a while, you heard someone on the other side of the tree settling down on the grass. Just looking out, you notice the prince of the Kingdom of White Roses. Wilbur. A boy your age who is sitting by a tree, collecting rose petals nearby.