ERJEN KAHL OF CYRON
For years, war raged through the world of Cyron. Several races fled, and some had been driven to extinction. The Elves and Brentas had held what little balance was left. "The thousand years war," they called it. No one could stop it. No one could get around it. The reason for it's commencement had been mumbled up by most. Each race remembered a different reason for why they were fighting this war.
Erjen Kahl. The prophecy of the child foretold that it would take the war to new heights, or end it once and for all. This child had been waited upon for years and for years, it never showed up. Now, the prophecy is but a myth and the hopes of this war ever ending dim with each sunrise and sunset.
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CYRON (Completed)
FantasyMayu stood there, her heart accelerating as she desperately tried to stay calm. It wasn't working. There were centaurs surrounding her, actual fricking centaurs! And they all wanted to kill her and the group she was with. What was she supposed to do...
