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Kame
Guest
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Created by @Edward and @Kitsune
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''Here in the forest, dark and deep, i offer you eternal sleep.''
The world, yet to be forged laid nothing but waste. Stained with brown, stained with colorless trees and leaves. Yet to arrive, our wait extended, our legs firm but not yet planted.
Our Ancestors arrived just in time, before the world crumbled and left to die.
With the arrival, a unique essence followed behind us, Magic.
Lightning, Water, Earth, and Fire, we wielded with ease as if it was a benevolent gift.
How or why we do not know...
With time we prospered, building our lives as normal like anyone would.
Camps, houses, armies, and kingdoms, we live through peaceful yet divided words.
But like all things, peace would soon be distorted, as we were demons, evil at heart and always so.
Through forgotten means we finally set foot on this earth, four of us were born to be raised as demons.
Like all hybrids we too carried the essence of magic, used this powerful source to strengthen ourselves for the events that will soon come.
More of us, they called ''humans'' were given life, everyday 5 were born and the world continued this way for several years.
It was not till the four first born reached adult-hood that they stopped growing, they soon noticed that they held more power than the demons and with that.... they took up rebellion.
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''Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories''
Us humans were led by the first born, the four generals that stood on the precipice of that green hill top surrounded by a army of our own. Faced against us just a few feet away, the demon horde led by their own generals, the first of their own kind and the same ones that gave birth to the first born. As our forces clashed our blood mixed with their own and seemingly mixed with ease as if we were no different from them, however, just like all wars we were blinded by a singular goal... the freedom of the human race. With our armor we protected one another, with our magic we repelled against the offensive forces of our enemy, and with our steel we slayed them...
The weaker links ran away, went into hibernation we assumed, during this time we took up what we could find from the smokey battlefield and grew upon our own ashes, built on our own graves, created on the very earth we slayed our parents on. With the ever growing population of the human race peace seemingly returned and as we grew fear overwhelmed us. With fear came a very law that our leaders made, the four first born sealed our magic powers so that we may not ever run into the same problem they did with the demons.
History is known to repeat itself therefore after countless generations pass the demons once again came back to the surface. The four first born overwhelmed with fear once again created a school they called the, Shinwa-mahou Academy. For those that display magical powers they would enroll into the academy, it was a safe method of building a army again to face off against the new demon horde...but suddenly... all was lost of the rest.. the history between these moments disappeared as time went on, as if all of this was merely a fairy tail.
Now, we are at the present, the year is 2016 and the academy looks better than ever.
(backyard of the academy, the big bell is off image near the right, the lobby is on the first floor, the classrooms is on the second floor, cafeteria is on the left part of the building near off image, near the bell are clubs which are created by the students. )
It was a dark night, right after school time, everyone just got out of school and was already presumably home. Zekiel, the president of the academy took a walk in the backyard and presumably fell asleep on the fountain of rocks. All we were told is that he had a bad dream and had to walk himself home instead of sleeping on the fountain as we all knew that he would've if it wasn't for his bad dream... But Zekiel didn't have a bad dream, it wasn't a dream at all...
''Good morning, Zekiel.'' A cold manly voice echoed into his ear, he jerked upward from his relaxed position on the rock fountain but his momentum was suddenly halted by a swift tight grip on his neck from the mysterious red eyed monster standing before him. His red eyes pierced through Zekiels soul, essentially stripping him of his strength to fight back. His hands previously grasped on the monsters arm slowly fell to his waist lifelessly and limp. ''What's wrong, Zekiel.. Have you grown weaker through the years of ruling over this school filled with these filthy children?''
Zekiel eventually responded after a few seconds, although it was a struggle to speak. ''W-What i-is it that y-you're doing h-here?'' this attempt to speak amused the mysterious red eyed monster, to the point of laughter. ''Ha Ha Ha Ha'' The red eyed monster chuckled in his face with joy. ''To think... I've already defeated the famous immortal mage.. what i could do to those kids of yours if i can do this to you..'' As the red eyed monster neared his final sentence he turned to a black fog that soon disappeared with his words still echoing at Zekiel.
As Zekiel rubbed his neck he whispered a name... ''Osmon.'' He then took it upon himself to have a smoke before he lifted himself up and presumably carried himself home... but home to him that night was Aceline's classroom. There he took refuge on the teacher's desk for the night with a blanket and pillow he slept like a bear.
A new morning, just like everyday it was sunny and partly cloudy. All the students are on their own way to the academy, the school bell can be heard all throughout Bōkyaku city along with the birds.
(Please include how you got up, what happened between the time of waking up and walking/ traveling to the academy, also include your character entering the academy and going into class. Be knowledgeable that including other characters or making up situations with others is part of the key to keeping this thing alive! Have fun posting! )
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____________________________________________
''Here in the forest, dark and deep, i offer you eternal sleep.''
The world, yet to be forged laid nothing but waste. Stained with brown, stained with colorless trees and leaves. Yet to arrive, our wait extended, our legs firm but not yet planted.
Our Ancestors arrived just in time, before the world crumbled and left to die.
With the arrival, a unique essence followed behind us, Magic.
Lightning, Water, Earth, and Fire, we wielded with ease as if it was a benevolent gift.
How or why we do not know...
With time we prospered, building our lives as normal like anyone would.
Camps, houses, armies, and kingdoms, we live through peaceful yet divided words.
But like all things, peace would soon be distorted, as we were demons, evil at heart and always so.
Through forgotten means we finally set foot on this earth, four of us were born to be raised as demons.
Like all hybrids we too carried the essence of magic, used this powerful source to strengthen ourselves for the events that will soon come.
More of us, they called ''humans'' were given life, everyday 5 were born and the world continued this way for several years.
It was not till the four first born reached adult-hood that they stopped growing, they soon noticed that they held more power than the demons and with that.... they took up rebellion.
⊕
''Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories''
Us humans were led by the first born, the four generals that stood on the precipice of that green hill top surrounded by a army of our own. Faced against us just a few feet away, the demon horde led by their own generals, the first of their own kind and the same ones that gave birth to the first born. As our forces clashed our blood mixed with their own and seemingly mixed with ease as if we were no different from them, however, just like all wars we were blinded by a singular goal... the freedom of the human race. With our armor we protected one another, with our magic we repelled against the offensive forces of our enemy, and with our steel we slayed them...
The weaker links ran away, went into hibernation we assumed, during this time we took up what we could find from the smokey battlefield and grew upon our own ashes, built on our own graves, created on the very earth we slayed our parents on. With the ever growing population of the human race peace seemingly returned and as we grew fear overwhelmed us. With fear came a very law that our leaders made, the four first born sealed our magic powers so that we may not ever run into the same problem they did with the demons.
History is known to repeat itself therefore after countless generations pass the demons once again came back to the surface. The four first born overwhelmed with fear once again created a school they called the, Shinwa-mahou Academy. For those that display magical powers they would enroll into the academy, it was a safe method of building a army again to face off against the new demon horde...but suddenly... all was lost of the rest.. the history between these moments disappeared as time went on, as if all of this was merely a fairy tail.
Now, we are at the present, the year is 2016 and the academy looks better than ever.
(backyard of the academy, the big bell is off image near the right, the lobby is on the first floor, the classrooms is on the second floor, cafeteria is on the left part of the building near off image, near the bell are clubs which are created by the students. )
It was a dark night, right after school time, everyone just got out of school and was already presumably home. Zekiel, the president of the academy took a walk in the backyard and presumably fell asleep on the fountain of rocks. All we were told is that he had a bad dream and had to walk himself home instead of sleeping on the fountain as we all knew that he would've if it wasn't for his bad dream... But Zekiel didn't have a bad dream, it wasn't a dream at all...
''Good morning, Zekiel.'' A cold manly voice echoed into his ear, he jerked upward from his relaxed position on the rock fountain but his momentum was suddenly halted by a swift tight grip on his neck from the mysterious red eyed monster standing before him. His red eyes pierced through Zekiels soul, essentially stripping him of his strength to fight back. His hands previously grasped on the monsters arm slowly fell to his waist lifelessly and limp. ''What's wrong, Zekiel.. Have you grown weaker through the years of ruling over this school filled with these filthy children?''
Zekiel eventually responded after a few seconds, although it was a struggle to speak. ''W-What i-is it that y-you're doing h-here?'' this attempt to speak amused the mysterious red eyed monster, to the point of laughter. ''Ha Ha Ha Ha'' The red eyed monster chuckled in his face with joy. ''To think... I've already defeated the famous immortal mage.. what i could do to those kids of yours if i can do this to you..'' As the red eyed monster neared his final sentence he turned to a black fog that soon disappeared with his words still echoing at Zekiel.
As Zekiel rubbed his neck he whispered a name... ''Osmon.'' He then took it upon himself to have a smoke before he lifted himself up and presumably carried himself home... but home to him that night was Aceline's classroom. There he took refuge on the teacher's desk for the night with a blanket and pillow he slept like a bear.
A new morning, just like everyday it was sunny and partly cloudy. All the students are on their own way to the academy, the school bell can be heard all throughout Bōkyaku city along with the birds.
(Please include how you got up, what happened between the time of waking up and walking/ traveling to the academy, also include your character entering the academy and going into class. Be knowledgeable that including other characters or making up situations with others is part of the key to keeping this thing alive! Have fun posting! )