Chapter 1: Hello, Nyesh

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 In a Land called Davolji dom home to the Delvic

"LANARCH ROGA" 

"DIN CHIPEL NOVI"

A figure with a sleeveless short nightgown that was stained with blood and ripped from the bottom, had grabbed the last of herbs along with substances and stuffed then in her brown bag  then continued to run to the red lighted room. As men in black armor began to shoot the girl she dodged the bullets with panic going into the red room to swiftly grabbing a jar containing a red seed, exiting the other way to the main hall . While explosives went off in the background the long ashy blonde haired girl ran as fast as she could crying as she remembered the innocent citizens who had gotten shot because of her; she couldn't afford to die. Not now. She made them a promise to do whatever it takes. When she reached the room of realms she had stabbed the guard in the eyes and took the opportunity to grab his gun shooting the next pair of guards, she turned to see soldiers shooting bullets while some were even throwing dolks ,she saw blood and a broken kingdom she had once loved. And when she entered she held the jar tight saying 

"Seladiochay"

The human world was a place where magic was common, Magic, art, music, religion, life, as well as death. However humans were at war with each other.  Creed Rhynheart the local bartender in the village of Xvion Wisp was also the head of the royal guards was working late night his tavern when he met her , it was dark outside and that meant drunk men with angry women, it was a close community, not that many people but they had much to offer in terms of trade. 

"Rhynheart my guy, let me get 4 rounds of rum for me and my lady friend." 

The 24 year old blonde rolled his eyes. "Ya know I don't see why you can't just have at least one woman per week", passing him the glasses of liquor the man who ordered playfully flicked off the owner and chuckled, "There's not enough woman in this town to satisfy me Rhy.". The blonde finished up cleaning the glasses and polishing the tables. Yes a hard working man was truly in for one hell of a night. 

Creed never really liked the crowds in Xvion so he built himself a two story house in the woods when he was 18, although his bar was in town he enjoyed the peace and quiet to himself. Outside enjoying the night's breeze, lighting a cigarette walking home jacket on his forearm comfortably, He was an attractive looking man and that's what made his business so good with the ladies, not only that but he was an educated and reasonable man: that's why the men liked him, He was tall, built from the top to bottom with a strong jawline, dimples, icy blue eyes, light blonde hair and light pale skin that doesn't turn red in the sun. 

However his life was changed forever when he suddenly heard an bomb go off  from deeper in the woods, dropping the almost finished cigarette and stomping on it the man grabbed his sword from his side belt and ran to the area where the bomb went off but came in counter with a knight in black armor that began to shoot at him, running he panicked thinking they were invaded by nearby villages and was about to send a flare for help, until a girl came from behind the black armed man took off his helmet and stabbed him in the middle of his skull, as he dropped to his knees another came behind her and stabbed her, with the last of her strength she tackled the larger man in armor and punched through in protection into his body making him scream in agony as his own blood was filling up the armor,  and when she had taken out her fist a rain of blood was created around her, in her hands was a beating heart, slowly beating until..it stopped. The man watching the events unfold was in utter shock; but this did not scare him away, curious as to how a woman can with stand two soldiers and not only defeat them, but to rip out their body parts. He stared for a while watching her in pain, too stunned to do anything really. Until he saw her ankle.

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