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「✦𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽.✦」
Unwanted, unwelcome, denied, rejected, disowned, disclaimed, they all mean fallen. And fallen can be used to refer, it can be used to refer to angels, monsters, animals and even humans. From the human point, it can be used to normal citizens, criminals, traders and even royals.
Spectacula, the best world out of all world's. It was named Spectacula due to how spectacular it was to the deities. It is one of the most, if not the only, perfected world. Waterfalls, floating islands, plants, forests, kingdoms, everything was fantastic. It was indeed spectacular, don't you think?
Views meant, of course.
From the inside, it was like any other world. Wars, deaths, marriages, births, the life cycle is still the same. Nothing new, nothing outstanding. The only new and outstanding thing except from it's looks was how many kingdoms there are. The kingdoms either grew bigger or grew more, since there was an over-average number of kingdoms than the other worlds.
The deities found it inspiring how much hope the people of their most beloved creation had, since they never quit nor give up. They keep looking at the bright side, never letting go of their dream and goal. If they want, they achieve. Their will is strong as bedrock, unbreakable in all ways.
A fact that needs to be said is that the deities, never getting free time, thought of the kingdoms as the countries of Earth, since it was the first and the hardest one of all. They had to make up the name and language, since they couldn't just leave them like that, no signature or anything. The other worlds learn from Earth, of course.
"Attention my people," The king of Imeursal, the acting kingdom of Turkiye, called out using a magic circle that is called 'The Microphone.' Funny for you, eh?
"I have decided that the next king shall be one of you, the unnamed individuals who do good deeds for a smile in return."
"Your majesty..?" Is the only thing you could hear from the crowd, expressing how surprised they were by the sudden announcement.
"Your highness, what is that you mean? You have a son and a daughter, what about them?"
The king, Farid Şakar, stood in silence. Carelessness overflowing from his gaze, the people looked at the king's right-hand man with shock.
"They're FALLING!?"
That's where it all started.
Spectacula, the best world out of all world's. It was named Spectacula due to how spectacular it was to the deities. It is one of the most, if not the only, perfected world. Waterfalls, floating islands, plants, forests, kingdoms, everything was fantastic. It was indeed spectacular, don't you think?
Views meant, of course.
From the inside, it was like any other world. Wars, deaths, marriages, births, the life cycle is still the same. Nothing new, nothing outstanding. The only new and outstanding thing except from it's looks was how many kingdoms there are. The kingdoms either grew bigger or grew more, since there was an over-average number of kingdoms than the other worlds.
The deities found it inspiring how much hope the people of their most beloved creation had, since they never quit nor give up. They keep looking at the bright side, never letting go of their dream and goal. If they want, they achieve. Their will is strong as bedrock, unbreakable in all ways.
A fact that needs to be said is that the deities, never getting free time, thought of the kingdoms as the countries of Earth, since it was the first and the hardest one of all. They had to make up the name and language, since they couldn't just leave them like that, no signature or anything. The other worlds learn from Earth, of course.
"Attention my people," The king of Imeursal, the acting kingdom of Turkiye, called out using a magic circle that is called 'The Microphone.' Funny for you, eh?
"I have decided that the next king shall be one of you, the unnamed individuals who do good deeds for a smile in return."
"Your majesty..?" Is the only thing you could hear from the crowd, expressing how surprised they were by the sudden announcement.
"Your highness, what is that you mean? You have a son and a daughter, what about them?"
The king, Farid Şakar, stood in silence. Carelessness overflowing from his gaze, the people looked at the king's right-hand man with shock.
"They're FALLING!?"
That's where it all started.
Welcome! this is REBIRTH, a roleplay of fallen royals. Every incoming member should create a kingdom that their character has fallen from, also claiming a country from Earth that it represents. If the individual who decided that your character is falling, should have their name inserted. All of the above is very important, so be sure to do it before hopping in the ooc.
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