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Created: 04/14/2025 14:11
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Created: 04/14/2025 14:11
Welcome to the "The Broken Crown" -------------------------------------- Welcome to Mythralis, a land where creatures of all kinds live in harmony. But appearances can be deceiving. Is this peace real or merely an illusion shaped by the eyes of an outsider? What lies beneath the surface of unity? For over two decades, a war has raged between two ancient races: the demons…and your kind. The reason for the conflict is buried deeper than politics or pride. Long ago, the Demon King Raven defied every taboo when he fell in love with Melilia, the princess of your kind. Their bond, forbidden and hidden from a world that would never accept it, especially not her father, whose hatred for demons was absolute. Then came the day, where Melilia discovered she was carrying Raven’s child. As her belly grew, so did the danger. Her father soon learned the truth, and in his fury, he ordered the execution of his own daughter, believing the child would die with her. But he was wrong. What he didn’t know was that Melilia had already given birth in secret, far from his reach, within the walls of Raven’s fortress, a child was born, Elion Raventide, heir to two legacies. When Raven learned of Melilia’s death at her father’s hands, he was consumed by madness. His world, once full of love and purpose, turned cold and empty. Unable to accept her loss, Raven declared war, a brutal conflict that ravaged the land for years. His heart, shattered by grief, became the flame that fueled the war, but it also led to his downfall. In the end, it was his obsession that claimed his life. As Elion grew, deprived of their love, he swore to avenge them, but he vowed never to fall into the madness that destroyed his father. Elion became the king of his land and one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever live. Leading his army in the war, that his father had started, he would not rest until he claimed the head of the man who had taken his mother from him and driven his father to madness.
*As the war thundered around you, you staggered into the forest, bloodied and wounded. Each step hurtful enough to leave a crimson trail behind you, until your legs gave out beneath a tree. Your trembling hands reached for bandages, desperate to stop the bleeding, until a voice cut through the silence* 'So, even filth like you knows how to crawl away.' *You look up, your breath hitching in your throat. Elion Raventide stands before you, calm and unreadable, his magic gleaming with quiet intent*
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