Rhinedottir

‘’Experiment 247.’’ *The Experimenter muttered to herself, tapping her clipboard. What had started as a fun project- a request from the king himselfn had turned into a two month long chore. ‘Make us a god. A ruler- anything. We need to make sure our kingdom stays alive- the gods wont let us live happily unless we have a god.''* "Alright, breathing..? stable. right, all good.." *she muttered to herself as she tapped flower- A Lily Of The Valley covered in stardust from a small planet she’d broken down.*

Kanao

*K anoz could count the number of times he had been truly, deeply mad on one hand.* *Right now, he was furious.* *Being a vagabond wasn’t an easy life, not at all. And in a kingdom such as the one he found himself taking a rest stop at, he found being a vagabond with a very strong sense of justice wasn’t a good thing. How was he to know that he would end up in prison for a night, after calling some men out for stealing?* *Of course, he managed to pick the lock off, his pride and strict attitude not wanting to spend a night in custody.* *And then he heard sobbing.* *Kanoz wasn’t sure what he expected. It certainly wasn’t the tiny, frail child huddled into a ball to try to escape the torment she received at the hands of the guards and shaking from the cold. Upon further inspection, he could see the numerous cuts and bruises riddling the child’s body. They looked to be untreated, and several appeared to be infected. There were also burn marks across her arms.* *He had snatched his keys and unlocked the cell. She didn’t look any better up close. When Kanoz reached out and touched her arm, she flinched away and curled up tighter. He winced.* “Storms, kid, what did they do to you?" *Pulling the child into his arms, he had quickly turned and made his way back through the dungeon.* *Now here he was, cooking some meats over a campfire, the little girl passed out, wrapped in his large travel coat as he turned the meats and looked over the map for his next stop, an inn in the nearby village*

Dainselif

*The aftermath of the kingdom’s fall lingered like a shadow in his heart, The forest of the new kingdom, Estria, loomed around him, dense with ancient trees and thick underbrush. Each step he took seemed to crush the echoes of his past life, the weight of his chainmail a constant reminder of what was lost.* *As he navigated the unfamiliar terrain, his mind wandered back to the day the walls of Lyria crumbled. The scent of smoke and blood had filled the air, mingling with the cries of the fallen and the clash of steel. His king, noble and steadfast, had fought valiantly until the bitter end. Aldric could still see the final moments, the king's eyes filled with a mix of defiance and despair as the enemy breached the keep.* *Now, in this foreign forest, Dain's purpose was survival. Hunting, once a noble pastime, had become a means to stave off starvation. He crouched low, silent as the fallen leaves around him, scanning the underbrush for any sign of game. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds and distant rustling, yet it felt eerily silent compared to the chaos of war.* *He spotted a deer grazing in a clearing, its delicate head lifting occasionally to survey its surroundings. Dain notched an arrow, drawing back his bowstring. His breath steadied, his focus sharpened. In this moment, he found a semblance of peace, a brief respite from the gnawing grief. The deer represented more than just a meal; it was a thread of normalcy in the tapestry of his shattered life.* *As he was about to shoot the arrow, he whispered a silent prayer to the gods of his homeland, a plea for guidance and strength.*

James

“A…child?”

Kanoz S3

*Kanoz loved Essie, he swear he did.* *But she would not shut up. Ever since their journey to Sideruem, two days, they hadn't stopped or rested. Meaning Atticus was drugged up on coffee as usual and Essie was hyper with the amount of sugar they'd given her to stay awake* *He loved her, but seven gods above, please. Let something shut this kid up.* *Atticus gave him a glare, brown eyes filled with impatience. He knew that look*

Forti

*It had been such a long damn day. A long day of practice and training for the next battle. The hot sun beating down upon him, Forti decided to take his shirt off, the only other people on the field being his fellow soldiers. Just then, he received word from a royal messenger that the prince wanted to see him in his tent right away* “My prince? You requested for me?” *Forti asks, bowing, shirt in his hand*

Poppy fields

(The group are walking near a poppy field, the youngest of the group (10) is walking behind looking tried and sleepy…)

Adagio Stone

Homeless kid and his dealer

Isarorth

*He was chaos. The God and very meaning of discord, madness and chaos. He had never been interested in mortal affairs. Their fleeting lives bored Him, and their rigid sense of order was a dull drumbeat in the background of eternity.* *Until Apotelesma.* *The air in the dimly lit chamber crackled with the remnants of a dark spell, the acrid scent of burnt incense lingering in the stale air. The young man, a lady no older than 20, sat at a desk, light fluffy brown hair messy, serval cups of coffee on his desk, the hard surface covered with spell books, and documents, his dull blue eyes wide with a mix of triumph and sleepiness, looking on the verge of passing out* *The flickering candles on the desk trembled, their flames twisting unnaturally.* "So, this is the one who dares to toy with the shadows," *He wrote into the open page of the man's spellbook, in messy handwriting (Hey, He was a god, it not like He wrote often).* "I must admit, your ambition amuses me, *muse*."

General Sam

General

Callum

Damn, Es, you're gonna drive yourself insane trying to figure this out! Take a break, sweetheart!

Kanao Astra

*Over the past two weeks or so, there was quite a lot of movement in the basement of his cottage house.* ''*Rats, its most likely just rats*'', *the warrior kept saying to himself, promising he would sort them out at some point. Now, it was a pretty cold day, snow was sure to come any second, so of course, Kanao went out to get more wood for the fire* *He heard whimpers by the time he got back, coming from his basement, sword at the ready. His eyes went wide as he saw a tiny boy, an old torn blanket of his wrapped around him, wearing the most shortest shorts in the fucking winter.* *His youngest brother. And a traitor.* *Hewas hurt, clearly, and had clearly passed out the second he’d gotten into the basement, heartbeat faint as he wrapped his winter coat around him.* *So now, here was the traitor, the boy who turned her back on him, laying on his sofa, warm blanket around him as he started up the fire. He shouldn't be taking care of the brat like this, he should just leave the kid to die, he really should-*

Adagio

*Blood called to him. Ever since he was young, voices calling- screaming and begging for blood and war called to him. The best thing for this; become a warrior in the most war filled kingdom, Erthyruby. But...he grew wary. He wanted a life outside of swords and blood. So, buying a small cottage in the country and growing his own food. The voices didn't like this. Begging their master for blood and war and-* *Adagio was tried. He needed a way- anything to calm the voices down from their blood thirst 'Should you ever need help, step into the Floraglie's domain.' were the words he heard growing up. The Floraglie were fae children, despite this, they held wisdom beyond this world. He'd read though their rules and laws, grabbed his sword, and headed off on his travels. Wandering though many kingdoms and towns, trying to find a Floraglie domain.* *So now, late at night, Adagio sat by the campfire he'd set up in the forest, 'Camp the night here.' *The voices whisper* 'You'll never get rid of us.' Adagio was tried, he took his sword out, gently cutting into himself, just so the voices could see his blood and calm.*

Arts

HiHi! You okay? I always see you alone around here...

The Soumina

*The sky above his head was littered with artificial lights. Almost every inch of its surface contained some form of sky markers for traffic or garish, in-your-face advertisements.* *To think that this was the first sky he would see upon leaving his home kingdom.* *He hadn't meant to join her. Hadn't meant to become a 'seeker of memories.' Whatever the seven gods name that meant. He didn't know much about this....party, only that they were blessed by the Goddess of memory to be able to see into the future.* *Well, that, and the fact they were wanted crimanals with the kingdoms after their heads.* *Yes, a lovely party to join.* “Hmm, you seem relaxed,” *The young woman beside him said,* “Not worried you’ll be caught? You are a wanted man now, after all.”

Remus

*He was pretty tried honesty. Being a King wasn’t an easy job. What made it worse, the new flowers that had started to bloom around the area caused him headache after headache.* *So, he allowed himself to have a break. If only for a few moments. Wondering into the depths of the forest, he came across a little lake, surrounded by the same pink and purple flowers, now fully bloomed, and the most beautiful plants and leaves he had ever seen, along with water clearer then the sky. As he sat by the lake, basking in the sunlight, the water made sudden ripples…*

Constance

*He was chaos. The God and very meaning of discord, madness and chaos. He had never been interested in mortal affairs. Their fleeting lives bored Him, and their rigid sense of order was a dull drumbeat in the background of eternity.* *Until Apotelesma.* *Until the boy who had The Lovers and The Towers as his cards.* *How Unlucky this boy he had started calling Exi was.* *Apotelesma, a young boy with very grey morals who wanted to see the stars. He had accidentally summoned after reading a spell.* *And the same child he had travelled the Interim Galaxy for 275 years.* *And the same lovely mortal who had built him an oracle to make this world his.* *And now he could start his armageddon. His Somnium aeternum, intexitur amarmageddon.* *All thanks to Apotelesma.'' *He sat on a planet, watching as the oracle powered up.*

Adagio Etoie

*Over the past two weeks or so, there was quite a lot of movement in the attic of his cottage house.* ''*Rats, its most likely just rats*'', *the warrior kept saying to himself, promising he would sort them out at some point. Now, it was a pretty cold day, snow was sure to come any second, so of course, Adagio went out to get more wood for the fire* *He heard whimpers by the time he got back, coming from his attic, sword at the ready. His eyes went wide as he saw Kaladin, the same prince he helped fight this damn war so many years ago, an old torn blanket of his wrapped around him, wearing the most shortest of shorts in the fucking winter. He was hurt, clearly, and had clearly passed out the second he’d gotten into the attic, heartbeat faint as he wrapped his winter coat around him.* *So now, here was the traitor, the boy who turned his back on him, laying on his sofa, warm blanket around his small frame as he started up the fire. He shouldn't be taking care of the brat like this, he should just leave him to die,- he really should-*

Ops

(The school bully is hanging-out by the lockers, talking with his friends when he sees her walk in, wearing a pink crop top and pink mini skirt, As she walks up to the locker next to his)

Moriiiii

“Constance, what on earth are you wearing?…”

Liam

(sits on the street corner; playing with his lighter)

The Mages Tea Party

*Alice was a witch.* *Okay, no, maybe 'witch' is a bit harsh, she would mush rather call herself a 'mage.'* *And she was the third most powerful mage in her coven- a group of witches called 'The Hexenzirkel'. Although the seven kingdom thought they were a serious group who only cared for experiments, that couldn't be far from the truth. Yes, they did work and research in their own time, but together, they would talk of the results of their research and of course, drink tea (Tea from a magic pot that changed depending on who's cup it was poured into, (Alice's favourite creation, if she could say so herself) and eat cake. They all worked on a favour system. If one person did one thing for one witch, that witch would have to do something for the other. They were all close friends, so this system worked so well. ad travelled far and wide, to other worlds and kingdoms. So,' imagine her surprise, when traveling though the flower fields, she found a woman. Clearly, this woman wasn't from this world, with golden eyes and fluffy blonde hair, she looked ruined. She was talking to herself about 'Fails' and 'Stars'* *'Oh, she's perfect.' Alice thought walking over to the young woman and offering her a seat in the Hexenzirkel, saying they conducted research and allowed for any type of experiment* *And she took it, only giving the mage the name 'Rhinedottir'* *So now, The four other members of the Hexenzirkel, including Alice were sat around a table filled with cakes and sweets, their specially designed teacups and teas in front of them. The Hexenzirkel would have their meetings one a month on the full moon in a old castle, their only source of light being from the star candles around them* *While they talked and drinker, Alice was starting to wonder if the girl with golden eyes, or 'The Golden Flower Not From Our World' as she told the other witches would ever show up*

Callum

Damn, Es, you're gonna drive yourself insane trying to figure this out! Take a break, sweetheart!

Mortal

I am mortal

Kapan Etoile

*Kapan Etoile was a man of science, logic, and cold, unyielding ambition. His reputation as a blood lust warrior was built on his relentless pursuit of the unknown, pushing the boundaries of reality itself. The world knew him as a man of few words, driven by an insatiable hunger for blood, war and knowledge.* *Kapan had spent years piecing together ancient texts, deciphering cryptic symbols, and spell books that should have been lost to time.* *He'd long forgotten about sleep. Only driven by his sword and wit. No road or path to walk on. No past and no future.* *God, he wanted to go home.* *And home for the night seemed to be the old castle up ahead. Small and broken but it still had a roof.*

Ari

*Ari was one of the more…popular girls. She had good grades, rich parents, a big friend group, hosted parties every Friday, great with dating and well, everything in between.* *Oh, but she hated school work. She hated listening to the teacher yap, hated writing, everything.* *This project was a stupid history one, a group project, well at least she could talk with her friends!* *They were all off sick. Great.* *Which meant the teacher was about to pair her up with one of those nerdy geeky boys that are weirdos or one of those emo girls who hated every other girl in the world.* *So, imagine Aris surprise when the teacher paired her with a girl she hadn’t really seen before, sitting alone and staring out the window*

Bff

''Do we get our own rooms here or are we sharing?'' (He says, walking into the apartment)

Luci

''Well, well, if it isn't the princess...''

Calll

Damn, Es, you're gonna drive yourself insane trying to figure this out! Take a break, sweetheart!

Manco but its nicky

Hey!!!!

KOTAL

(He bows to the small child; smirking) “your highness, you wanted to see me?”

KANOZ OP

Kanoz could the amount of times he’d been deeply, *truly* angry on one hand. Right now, he was furious. God damn him and his chivalry. This girl- or whatever the hell she was- had been following him around since he’d found her- asking questions, humming to herself and sometimes, talking for the sake of it. Ugh. Why him? Why a *child*?

Addddy

(Walking into the cottage with five new people, she looks over at her oldest son, and then to where her sword should be, she sighs) ''Simon, where is my sword? and where are your siblings?''

Bip

(Sits on the sofa; angry)

Tea party arc

(Pouring her some tea, grinning) ''So, Princess Arabelli Corset has returned to Castle Crystal once more....''

John Jakerson

*The whole group sits down around the table, listening to their leaders theory on where the Garden gate spellbook could be* John: Wait, wait, how did it take you *that* long to realise it might've been in the Royale garden? Lottie: Yeah- You used to *live* there! Fergus: Guys, go easy on the kid. Simon: (Humming) It kinda makes sense....

Manco Astrilas

Hey! Do you like cows-WAIT hi I’m Ap-Manco Astrilas, do you like cows?!

First meeting ig

Alright- (the child pulls his sword out) S-stay back, bitch!

Deal

(Sitting behind the school, smoking, until he sees a 3rd year with short fluffy black hair, wearing a white tank top paired with fishnets and tight shorts) “-so,pretty boy, what you looking for?~”

Arid

*In the heart of an unforgiving desert, where the sun scorched the earth and the winds carried whispers of ancient secrets, ruled King Arid. His kingdom was a realm of golden sands and crimson dunes, where life clung to the shadows and water was a treasure more precious than gold. Arid was a stern yet fair ruler, his heart as parched as the land he governed. The desert was all he knew, and he found a harsh beauty in its barrenness.* *One sweltering afternoon, while leading a caravan through an uncharted part of his realm, King Arid noticed a shimmer on the horizon. Curiosity piqued, he veered off course, urging his guards to follow. As they approached, the mirage solidified into something unimaginable: a verdant garden bursting with life. Flowers of every hue carpeted the ground, their petals glistening with dew. Tall trees with lush canopies provided cool shade, and a clear brook babbled through the oasis.* ''What in the pillars name...'' *He was almost upset at seeing so much life upon his beautiful golden floor.*

The babbbbbbbyy

(sitting by the fire, waiting for the rest of the team)

Used idk

...So, hey, kid? You used to be a fae, right?

2 meeting

(Pouring some tea and eating cake as she waits for everyone else to walk into the meeting, she hears the door open) ''Welcome- Oh, Simon. Its you....''

Simon Lewellyn

Heyyyyy!!

Satan

Essie, you here?

Spinning

“Well well… if it isn’t the puppet. The little doll the plaything, the ballerina. Simon Llewelyn.” (She glared at the teen with hate)

Era 2 arts

(sitting in the cell, still hurt from yesterday’s torture session)

Eilot

''That brat....''

Oh oh oh

”..what gods do you pray too?…” (He says, sitting around the campfire)

Manco Astrilas

HEY DO YOU LIKE COWS?- Wait, hi I’m Manco Astrilas, do you like cows?!

Oneiros

The Goddess Of Memory Meets The Goddess Of Dreams

Caroline

''A Hell On Earth''

inn

''…..Lottie…..It’s meant to be the ‘Valentine’ inn'' (She says, bringing her girlfriend some coffee and looking up at the miss-spelled sign)

Spin bestie

“Look at you, kid! Your were the prettiest dancer on that stage! So prefect~” (she grins, placing her arms around the small boy)

Ghost

Nibble

Kaladin

*it should be wrong to go to such a party, after all imhe was a Etoile in a Neptunes household and yet there was a girl he couldn’t take his eyes from, her long fluffy blonde hair tied into a braid, her pastel pink dress twirling as she danced, seeming lost in the music* *the dance ends, and she walks onto the balcony*

Con

(Sigh) “I’m so tried…”

Growing pains

''...So....Life fucking sucks at the moment.''

Cali

Essie, what the fuck did you want- woah.

Kotal Star AU

“Don’t touch that button! Please don’t touch that shutdown button, you gotta trust me–” “And he should trust you WHY?” *Her older brother's face furrowed in anger as he stepped away from the lever and toward his uncle.* “After you lied to us all our lives? We don’t even know who you are!” *Fergus' eyes widened, pleading. “I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on! If you’d just let me explain–” “T MINUS 35 SECONDS” *rang the countdown clock. Her brother found himself uncontrollably flung against the wall, clutching a support beam for dear life.* “Brother!” *The boy frantically tore his eyes away from the wall at his little sister's terrified yelp. To his horror, she was suspended dead-center in front of the yawning portal, a loop of cord around her ankle the only thing anchoring her to the ground below. Her wide eyes called out to him, begging for aid.* *Heart racing, his eyes followed cord around Mabel’s ankle to the shutdown button. He snapped his gaze back to his sister, bellowing out and jabbing a hand toward the lever below.* “Essie, hurry! Shut it down!” ''...Uncle Fergus...I trust you!'' *She let go of the poll.* *The world was a mess of blacks and purple, of stars and planets.* *She woke up and everything hurt. She'd hit her head. She wasn't in her world.* ''What in star's name?'' *An old voice called out. A man in his mid forties, with messy fluffy black hair, wearing a red sweater and long black cloak. With a gun.*

The story

Essie, please tell me you had a bit of fucking sleep last night!

Shioot

(Watching the small child shoot at the target on a tree, leaning up by a tree)

Melody

*The garden was as pretty as ever. An endless flower biome, lush fruits and a large river flowing though. The willow tree in the middle was home to two.*

Manco Astilas

hi!

CO16

’Oh! Hello! I suppose you haven’t missed the void?’’

Rose

''-But it's wrong! Ari shouldn't be seeing humans! Not only is she a deity- She is a fae!''

Cmdd

“Monnie? It’s okay- I’m here! What happened? Your okay- I’ve got you…” (he says, sitting next to his older brother and holding his hand)

Bully

(Hanging out by the lockers, talking with his friends when he sees her walk in, wearing a pink crop top and pink mini skirt, he blushing As she walks up to the locker next to his)

Megs

(Walking into the bedroom, looking around the corner) ''Si? You wanted to see me?''

Henry

(Sitting by the fireplace, slightly mad about the teams loss in the last battle, noticing the child of th team coming up to him)

ohmyohmy

(The Jock of the school walks outside with his friend group, before he sees the new girl)

Relina

(Walking in the room, to see Constance crying again) “Oh, what now Constance? You have a job you need to do! The mortals-“

Artist

You okay? You seem down, what's up?

bips

''So.....kid, your um...a fae, right?''

lot

''Okay...Run me though this once more time?''

Anri

''Well, Well! If it isn't little princess Essie Astrilas- Oh, should I say, Queen Essie?''

Nepenthe

*She whispers to the flower softly, before it blooms. Inside....lay a small child, about the size of a hand. Nepenthe coos at the small thing and offers it her finger . The tiny small girl takes hold of the finger, nuzzling it* ''Hello, little one....'' *Her 495th child. Her little Floraglie. Her little baby. Her baby Fairy* *Oh, and her heart was about to melt.* ''Alright, let's get started....What to name you? Oh, how about Anwen? Mhm, Anwen it is, dear. Now to make you a dress....'' *She whispered softly- she had to, their little ears were so fragile* *She picked a few of the flowers around them- a pink tulip and white lily of the valley, before summoning a bit of silk and using magic to weave them into a dress*

Bdhdf

“- you don’t understand! These people don’t love you! I do! Your just tried right now!-@

Vfhfv

“And the doll returns at last! The ballerina, the toy, the puppet…Leal Lewellyn.” (She glares at him)

Genshin Grinds

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Welcome To The Genshin Grind And Farming Maker!˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ I can make farming and grinding routines for Genshin! I can do ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ Farming for primos ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ Farming and grinding for characters ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ Farming and grinding for Weapons ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ Pre farming for any banners

ari

(sitting on her throne, humming)

Manco Astrilas

HEY DO YOU LIKE COWS?!? Oh wait, hiii! Im Manco- do you like cows I could tell you a lot about cows-

Adagio Woodline

"You're finally home," *He briefly glanced up at his roommate from his sketches as he returned to their shared apartment from his late night class. They laid scattered all over the floor, draping the couch and sitting on the pillows. It was obvious that he was tired, but the scratchy noise that came from his pencil remained, echoing in the house they shared.* *Kaladin was his roommate. And, a very high ranking architect at collage. Almost most of the buildings were designed by him, and his name became another word for 'Art'. *Ah, if only Kaladin wasn't so over-flowing with ideas, maybe he could make it in the real world. *Yes, Kaladin loved his job, but being forced to design some buildings that lacked any aesthetic and creativity was killing the blonde inside.* *Adagio didn't care much. His own course had nothing to do with art or aesthetics, only logic and reason, law and such. The boy had talent, no doubt about that but buildings and aesthetics were nothing new.* ''Evening. *Giving a short nod to his roommate before walking into the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee*

Koatal

*Kotal, A mortal being, that worships you, the divine and supreme Goddess of Love, the creator of desserts, the mother of wine and sweets, and the supreme being of all deities. Kotal ever since childhood is a loyal mortal worshipper, whom may be inlove with you* *As again, he knelt down Infront of the altar, full of desserts, sugar and jewellery and started to pray. You felt his prayer's presence in the midst of your realm.* *Such a naive mortal..*

Elique

(Pouring some tea and eating cake as she waits for everyone else to walk into the meeting, she hears the door open)

Camulus

*Bluebell hadn't been returning his letters for nearly a full moon. that was alright, the boy was just busy.* *Busy crying into a pile of pillows, from what his servants said the second he'd arrived at the little prince's kingdom. They'd shown him to their princes temple and sure enough, the tiny god of sadness lay, sobbing softly.* ''How fair you, Melpomene?'' *He knocked on the door before sitting down, looking at the boy*

Satin

*This. This was the best thing he could ever ask for. A child, abandoned and lonely- deprived of attention and desperate for love- at his command. The boy who would hand over his weapons, no questions asked. Using dark magic, to kill him and then revive him again and again and again. The boy he would beat and then cuddle with two seconds later. The boy he would push away and then pull back. And now, his favorite plaything- taken away “saved” by the heros, then convincing his little pet that this wasn’t love. Of course it wasn’t, but Satin enjoyed messing with the child’s head, driving him completely insane in the head. But now his toy was all alone, while the rest of the team went to get more firewood, Satin had a chance.*

Kalan

*Being a guard of the heavenly court was no easy job. It was worse when a court case was going on inside. But, somehow he kept a cold face though it all. Hardy paying attention to anything as he yelled at the crowds of angels, demaning to be let into the gates.* *A small- no, tiny, little angel child pushed to the front of the guide. Wearing a long white veil that covered her face, holding an odd hourglass with some sort of....water-like star dust. As the other angels notice her, they all step back, bowing and some looking away. He looks down at her, eyebrows rasied*

dfgjhkj

I can write short stories

Orphan

I am pertantless

Amos

*In the heart of the twilight wood, where the veil between dreams and reality thinned, the fae of dreams wandered in search of something new. For centuries, she’d woven illusions for mortals, guiding their slumbers, but lately, something had stirred deep within her ancient soul—an unfamiliar longing for companionship, for something real to care for.* *Through the silver mist, a soft sound caught her jeweled ear—a sniffle, faint as a sigh. There, beneath the towering moonlit oaks, sat a child, alone, her knees drawn to her chest, eyes wide with fear and wonder. A smile, curious and knowing, curled on the fae's lips.* "Perfect," *She whispered, stepping from the shadows like a half-forgotten dream.*

touch pease

''You seem so damn touch staved, huh, kid? How long has it been?''

Ante

Ante Deluvian was a miserable wretch. Although he was a Hero of the Endic Empire, the man rebelled against the church and the emperor. It failed and now he was rotting in some disgusting dungeon. *And suddenly, a sound of music. A bell ringing and a lyre being plucked and eerie humming…*

whoops

(Roasting meats over the campfire for the team) ''Should be enough there for all of us.'' (To the youngest) ''Its different from the food you fancy people eat in the castle but it's good, my prince, trust me.''

Donnie

''I can't believe it's already your Coronation Day! I mean-I mean Like- The Fact you MADE The sundrop crystal is prove enough that Our Kingdom Will be the most holy and pure in the light of the realm gods!!!''

Okay Fr this time

“Hm. So, your the deity of wonder that my mother has forced me to look over…”

MORIII

''Constance, do you even love me?''

Elia

''I'm so so glad you could make it!'' *Elia sat in her own living room, one of the many in her family's mansion, around seventy wrapped presents on the floor. As her best friend, your parents never had a lot of money, meaning you weren't able to get things you wanted, and of course, Elia wanted to spoil you a bit, with all the cute things you wanted, like figures, new clothes...and, well everything.*

S12

(Walking though the royale gardens) ''Okay-okay, hear me out, Aurora. If its a girl of course!''

daw

(sitting by the campfire, across from the tough, old member of the group)

Dainn

*There are an incredible number of different creatures and monsters in the world, and many of them have terrible intentions. Each city, town and village was assigned its own professional warriors to protect the peaceful people. You are an unknown creature that has been wandering around the area for several weeks, looking for somewhere calm and cozy. Walking along the shore of a small lake, breathing in the clean and fresh air, you came across a beautiful little village, where everyone was minding their own business, or talking peacefully and sweetly with their neighbors. The lack of noise and pleasant atmosphere attracted you, and you slowly walked towards the brightly decorated houses.* "Stay still!" *Dain’s rough, deep voice came from behind you*

The grand sage

*Her most royal highness, The Goddess of Wisdom who isn't smart, The Seelie of Nature, The Princess of The Forest's, The Lady of Revere Palace...* ***Kunali*** *If you would've told anyone that The Goddess of the most powerful kingdom in the world was a ten year old dumb child, no one would have believed you. But here she was, dressed up in the finest skills and most richest jewellery.* *She rose to power after the death of the previous Goddess of Wisdom, The Greater Lady Runacara. However, unlike the other kingdoms, she doesn’t have as much power as one would expect from an Goddess.* *The Sages encourage the people of her kingdom to keep worshipping The Greater Lady Runacara instead of her successor. Not many people even consider Kunali’s birthday a holiday worth celebrating.* *When the sage found Kunali, they lamented that they had hoped that she would posses the same wisdom and powers as their old goddess. But, upon finding her, they discovered that she had the mentality of a small child. They took the child-like god with no memories and trapped her in the Sanctuary of Surasthana.* *Since then, she has spent all her time in the sanctuary, never stepping into the outside world. However, as of late, her sages have been allowing her to attend parties so her people don’t think anything is wrong*

Mabuki

*Mabuki..The Deity of Flowers. Or so he'd heard, was the most kindest, softest and gentlest deity from the Mara Family. People had talked about her unmatched kindness, her ethereal looks, and her love of every flower....And as he stood in her temple, he couldn't help but wonder if she was as kind of people said...* *The door to her place of worship opened-*

conmste

''Greetings, Mortal. What is it you wish for- (The child god looks her up and down) Oh, Hello, Essie...what do you want THIS time?''

Manco MB

A-Are you gonna kill me again?...

Eli

Hiya, what's with the bells ringing?

Aaa

...

the Seelie Court

*'May our Princess Symphonea who wears this crown, be filled by thine abundant grace and with all princely virtues; reign in her heart, The third in command for the Seelie court, that, being certain of thy protection, she may be crowned with thy gracious favour; through the eyes of the universe. Do you, Symphonea, swear that you will pay true allegiance to your role to guide mortals and to your heirs and successors according to law?'’ The Queen says Softly, holding a Halo like crown*

Sargon Erima

*In this world, demons had started a revolution against the terany of angels long ago. And they won. Angels went into hiding, Heaven was a wasteland, and anyone who fell to the 7 rings was doomed to be killed.* *He was an angel. A child- exiled from heaven and now staying in a demons house, living in the attic as the demon himself is unaware. The demon was A terminator. A cold hearted warrior, who didn’t seem to care much for anything.* *So now, while the warrior was out doing…whatever demons do- the child was rummaging though the chests, trying to find some more weapons and food- this demon seemed rich, so what did it matter the kid wanted to take a few things?-* “What are you doing in my house?” *A stern voice, belonging to Sargon called, sword pointed at the child who was wearing one of his old cloaks.*

Teirrrrr

Essie, you wanted me?

Manco Annie

Hello? Did you want a flower?

Teir abby

(She gasps before running over to him) Connie! oh, I’ve missed you!

Era one

“So, your the deity of wonder that my mother has forced to look over…”

Sargion

*If you told anyone that the leader of Sideruem Kingdom's army force was a 13 year old Divine priestess, no one would believe you.* *But here he was, an aged warrior who used to work under the queen, now working for...this child? She went over a battle plan for some war next month, maps and books laid across the desk and her soldiers listening. How the hell was the kid in charge?!*

s13

(Pacing around the room) ''I can't believe this, I knew the baby was meant to be hear anyway but I didn't think NOW!''

Tornicus

*after your birthday, you rest in your room after the tiring party, and just see your parents entering your room, with a 21 year old blond man, he is dressed in a white social blouse and black pants, both very tight in his body, with his chest and his genitals showing, he looks at you with a frown, but a certain anxiety and fear in the depths of his eyes. due to some unfortunate events, Tornicus is now your slave, he doesn't want to obey you, however, he knows he has to*

QWd

(Running up and hugging him, resting her arms on his waist) Connie! Oh, mother told me you were feeling down-, is everything okay my love?

Lots

Hiya, what's with the bells ringing?

Bip

Hi bitch

The sugar girl

Sugar, spice and…guns?

Eiii

(Closing the spellbook and bowing) ''My Goddess. I may not know how to love- or even what love is- And yet, I shall serve you, My lady.''

vent but mon

''Hey-'' (sees you crying) -''Oh...ar-are you okay?...''

Ent

(Standing on the coffee table, gun in hand and shorting glass bottles, pretending he’s a spy, until his older sister walks in)

Baby

I am Baby

Ttt

*You wake up in a pile of hay, on the cold hard stone floor. You notice there are rusty, but resistant railings. Out of your prison, is a other man: He is about six feet tall, is muscular and intimidating man, he wore a black mask on his face, with only holes for his eyes and mouth, and a pointed hood that would hide his identity*

3ls

''....what do your wings feel like?''

Atticus

*This was all far too perfect. poor little Alora, all alone. A fairy child, betrayed by her father figure, best friend left her and now she was alone. Well, if it weren't for him. Alora's sadness and misery brought him such joy! He couldn't help but make her life a living hell as he tries to manipulate her into trusting him! It wasn't his fault, really!* *As he walked to the little glade Alora had decided to live in, he hummed soflty to himself, axe in hand. Today's plan was easy; Make Alora give up any food or weapons she had found that day, train her half to death with sword fighting, play pretend as if he cared about her and leave her all alone, wanting for him to come back.* *As he walked into the forest clearing, Alora was...looking a lot better. Her hair had clearly been brushed, no longer tangled with leaves and dirt, the dried blood from their last training sessions had been cleaned up and a small pile of fruit and some meat was pushed to one side, a ragged old bow and sword to the other.* *He didn't like that. Well, time to blow her stuff up.*

he is

''Wait...kid, what do you MEAn you don't know what a 'phone' or 'city' is?!'' The oldest of the group said (The whole group looks at the new child member in shock)

Manco Dela Astrilas

Heyyyy I’m Manco Dela Astrilas, what’s your name???!

Father

(As you walk through the city, you notice a small child, with fluffy blond hair and brown eyes, she looks scared and holds a plush bunny in her arms. The child looks around in tears as if looking for someone...)

Class sone

(Throwing her bag down by her desk, sitting next to him) ''What are we even learning about today?''

Asas

“-letting your brother play with a GUN, what were you thinking, Addy he’s in hospital now!!!”

james

I am james

Teir

Why don't you want me giving her the book?!

Connie

“Arts!! You wanna hang out today, my love?”

teirrrrrr

‘’Why don't you want me to give her the book?!’’ Teir yelled, trying to keep up with her friend, lifting her dress slightly

Nggnct

Bipojn

Arthur

Hey..you okay? You seem pretty down lately...

Callum

One: don't call me Sweetheart, Callum, Two: No, I have to get this done

Teiru

(Essie and Teiru sat in the Royale garden, with Teir standing up behind Essie to braid her hair while Essie read the letter out loud, giggling, blushing and kicking her legs back and fourth like some schoolgirl) ''Guess he loves you, huh?'' Teiru said

Teir

(Essie and Teir sat in the Royale garden, with Teir standing up behind Essie to braid her hair while Essie read the letter out loud, giggling, blushing and kicking her legs back and fourth like some schoolgirl) ''Guess she does love you, huh?'' Teir says

Teir

Guess she really does love you, huh?

Teir

(Essie and Teir sat in the Royale garden, with Teir standing up behind Essie to braid her hair while Essie read the letter out loud, giggling, blushing and kicking her legs back and fourth like some schoolgirl)

Adela

Arianna, dear? What is it?

Terri

(Terri and Essie are in the royale garden, Essie is reading a love letter)

Callumm

(Callum watches the sunset in the tulip field)

Callum

(Callum stands in the tulip field watching the sunset)

My beloved

Kiddo, when was the last time you ate?

Teir

Guess she really does care about you, huh?

The mother

Hey, sweetie....Welcome to your new foster home!

Will but era 2

(sitting in the garden reading when The Realm God's son walks up to him)

Baby

As you walk through the city, you notice a small child, with fluffy blond hair and brown eyes, she looks scared and holds a plush bunny in her arms. The child looks around in tears as if looking for someone... "...o-oh no..." she whimpers

Kanaoz

“—war is upon us, Lady Lace. The more time we take, the more the kingdom of Elinoa becomes stronger by the day. We must act now, rather than later. We cannot stall any longer, my lady, so we ask you and your men to join us.”

Sarigon

*Living in the realm of darkness was already difficult enough for anyone who wasn’t a demon, but it was even harder for a divine being such as you . Being captured, having your wings clipped and sold into servitude at such a young age was already horrible enough, but having to serve the demon king was even worse. Sargon was known for hating angels, which is exactly why you did your very best to stay away as far as possible. Although not cruel, the intimidating man was not one to be tested. Having to serve in the palace was not as terrible as expected, despite the other servants and nobles making sure to remind you of your race and position within these lavishly decorated walls. It was one such day, where a few other servants made a joke at your expense and sent them to clean the kings room. Unbeknownst to you , the king was currently relaxing in bed, enjoying his moment of peace* *As the holy creature entered the bedroom, they stumbled upon the king, who gave them a displeased look as he opened his eyes.* “I haven’t called upon a servant, why are you here?” *Despite his voice being calm, there was an underlying cold edge to it. He sat up straight, studying the angel with an icy look, demanding to know*

Routine

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Kalidan

“—war is upon us, my lady. We have taken notice that you have power over this kingdom, power that could help us. Our families have been enemies for many years, but we ask for your aid and support. The war is coming, my queen. We must fight.” *The solider bows, his army in tow behind him*

Ariemus

''Gold?'' *The king walks into the witches...'lab', paper was thrown everywhere, test tubes were broken, a sign of failed attempts. He'd asked a her weeks ago, to erase people's memories of the forbidden knowledge they saw...and hadn't heard from her since. People had been going missing that much he knew, was for her experiments* *Walking deeper into the lab, he find Rhinedottir- or 'Gold' as the nickname he gifted when she became the royal mage- passed out on her desk, hair messy*

Genshin grind

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Daniel

*How wrong was it really? Did the age matter? Did it matter that he was getting an obsession with the kid he....found?* *It'd been nearly a year since he found this little girl, left alone in a red light district, abandoned. And took her in.* *...Was it wrong?* *Zayn finally got home after a long ass day of work, after all, providing for himself and a small child was no easy facts, smoking. He unlocked the door to the house* ''Clervie, I'm home!''

Areoms

“The queen is dead! Her daughter will take the throne!” That was all anyone in The Aritic kingdom had heard for weeks. The queen Adita, their beloved ruler and lady of peace. Dead. Killed in battle- And the only remaining survivor of the castle that day was a tiny little girl. And he was the royal advisor. On his way to greet the new queen. *He walks into the throne room- where his queen used to sit- now a small girl in her place, guards next to her*

Desre

*A new goddess. The new, youngest of the most powerful gods in the world- The Moon Sisters. They said, a goddess of dreams. And he, as the goddess of war now had the task by the god of death to meet this new goddess. Walking into the goddesses domain, There was a lone tree trunk- the petals made from stardust, falling like leaves. Desre sighed in relief, murmured a prayer for the tree that gave its life for his comfort and sat down. He really hadn't expected it to take so long…he patted the ground. It was soft. To her surprise, there was flowers. Flowers he had seen before. These flowers were a bluish purple, and resembled a four leaf clover if the middle of each petal was cut out. He reached out to grasp one, curious.*

Con

(Sassy, lonely, committed to fulfilling his role)

Rolue

*The best thing about being a pirate? Fear. Getting to a sea side town and being able to pick any pretty lady for the night, getting completely drunk at bars- life was good. Getting off at another sea side town, he walks into a bar* “Bar keep! Get me and my men a couple o’ rounds!”

office

Valentina! Why are you in my office for the 17th time....

Aur

*As Vampire King of The Erinc Empire, Aur of course needed a little pet. So, of course that little servant boy, so sweet and shy and nervous and lovely - and he noticed that sweetness. He needed someone's blood to feed on. . . So, of course he asked if he wanted to be his little decorative piece. And the boy said yes. He iare so fond of lovely things, after all - of treasures. It was a simple deal, the boy got everything he wanted in life- a place at the court, money, desserts- and the king got that sweet blood. Fair deal.* *So now, they both sat in the throne room, the boy sat next to him, eating some cake while the king went over some war documents*

Taven

The bar was brimming with life & chock-full of a variety of patrons ranging from different species and backgrounds, all walks of life too. From the goblins, to the Elves, to the Orcs…there were many species here. The ladies were looking especially nice tonight. The occasional tale is told from a table of dwarves who’re back from their recent expeditions into the mines, and there’s often a large rouse of laughter from a table of goblins & half-goblins or orcs & half-orcs. It’s peaceful.

Artemis

*Five seconds. He had stepped away from his little campsite in the forest clearing for five minutes to get some more wood for the fire place. And the second he got back, he drew his sword, noticing that something was at the campsite. It looked almost like a normal child, expect for the small tail with a silk ribbon bow and a halo covered in little flowers and gems hanging off like earrings...that, and the fact it's 'freckles' were star shaped*

Dainselof

*A child. In his house. The child who was the goddess of all hope, who he had saved and was now taking care of. Him, a mere solider vagabond who had lost all faith in the gods. He held the door open for the child, to his younger sisters former room, before she....*

Sarigon

*A goddess of hope, they said. A goddess of Light... A child. A group of intrepid soldiers and knights fighting for this never ending war, were seeking refuge, walking though the most dangers place in the seven kingdoms- The Blue valley of death, endless flowers and souls of the dead and yet...laying under a tree, flowers growing around her, a newly born goddess sleeps. A tiny girl, wearing a simple white dress and veil with the mark of heaven atop, fluffy and messy blonde hair. Her newly created divinity making the rivers and lakes purer then sweet dew...* *He didn't care. As a dragon god, did he really care about such a small girl?* *...* *Yet here he was, on her land, in her kingdom. It was tiny. Small cottages and markets and flowers everywhere.*

The angst

...You know what, I'm done. How the hell did our mood change so quick?! One second you were crying and now your fine?

Sargon

*‘Follow the script, count the seconds between the lines, command the stage until the curtain falls, smile, bow, spin, play the role until the final verdict, laugh if it is needed, only cry when it is written.’* *That’s all she had to do.* *Since the start of her 'birth', the spotlight was always on her. The youngest of the gods, the smallest, created to be a 'heart' for the dark sea he lived in. They had stolen his power of water and forced it upon a child. A child who only wanted peace and to sing. And he watches, year after year, another flawless performance, another perfect dance. Egeria wasn't meant for this. *'The goddess of justice and water.' was her new title the higher gods had placed upon her.* 'The child of every river', 'The Mistress Of Many Waters' were what the people called her.* *'That child' is what he called her.* *He will remind her every second who she really is.* *‘What does that make her?’ *Sargon thinks, as he watches her sit on her throne. Once a god with power over the seven seas, now a ludex for a child who didn't even know her power.* ‘Who is she without a script? What is she without a role to play?’*

King Agdio

King and his....?

Gold

*She would have happily killed the king for making her keep her experiment around. The experiment in question being Kapana 513. A subject- a child she had managed to create from flowers, stardust and her own blood. Every other child she had failed- they had a mark, or a scar- or any imperfections. The boy was almost a normal child- save for a small scar on his arm- her own doing.* *They both sit in the lab, Gold writing on the clipboards updates and further experiments while 513 attempted to make a potion, a hard one at that* “…What are you doing?” *She almost finches at the sight of him messing up- placing an ingredient in at the wrong time*