In the midst of a vast universe - where ancient mysteries unravel, dead galactic civilisations resurface, and godly existences roam its infinite expanse - lies a certain medieval world of magic, conflict, and wonder.
On this certain world of wonder, a powerful, yet inexperienced youth has inherited the throne of an empire. An empire comprised of faemen, a race of human-like people with draconic characteristics. Following his rise to the throne, he led the faeman armada to continue an ancient war of grudge against a coalition of humans and elsi.
But the young faeman emperor, rumoured to be mentally ill, ultimately failed his mission, and after constant defeat after defeat, his enemies slowly breached the borders of his empire, carving numerous paths throughout his territory. Soon many famous heroes regrouped at the edge of his castle gates and stormed in whilst the finest of their armies defended its entrance.
The young emperor, hopeless and distraught, awaited for his life's finale, and whilst unaware of the purpose for his existence, unaware of his past, and unaware of his own soul, he does not die nor reincarnate, because instead one certain hero will rise again, and her return will spark the second coming of a forgotten legend, a forgotten race, and a forgotten evil.________My virtual art is sh- bad. Please help me.
And o' god I shouldn't have given her dark violet hair.
Last note: I really want to practice more gritty writing, but while also retaining the fantasy and power aspect... I'll probably do that in the dead knight's tale.
