Divinity CH III, Commission for Divine-Illuminance
War does not determine who is right –
Only who is left.
"The Region of Historia was attacked last night." Coal scowled as he paced the king's Chamber of Thrones. All castle guards were present in this so-called 'meeting' save the ones that were on duty and standing on guard. Fifteen-year-old Divinity and her fourteen-year-old cousin Lumina were standing off to the side with Leviathan lazily sleeping in front of them. They were allowed entry to the meeting granted they were silent as the shadows.
"Most of our crops were abolished." Coal emphasized. "What is Elevia without crops?!"
The Region of Historia was an area within Elevia that was considered the most fertile. Crops that did not prosper anywhere else did so in Elevian soils in the Region of Historia. Some say that the Region was blessed… others call it luck. Whatever it was, the King of Elevia
Divinity CH IV - I, Commish for Divine-Illuminance
When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.
IV - I
Divinity's candy-pink hair was tied into a high ponytail. Maven ensured that there was not a single strand askew and Divinity was seriously beginning to wonder why Maven seemed to be the only old person that didn't pass on to the World of the Unliving. She was practically a hundred years old when Divinity was born.
The woman just did not seem to age.
She wore a tea-length soft purple dress that had a beautiful silk embroidered sash wrapped around her tiny waist. She was sitting on her throne beside her father as he sought an audience with the warriors of Elevia. Beloved Coal, who was like a second father to Divinity, stood in front of the army.
"All routs have been blocked." Coal announced. "There is no pathway in to Elevia, and none out. Veodax has us barricaded and jailed in our own h
The Knighting of Myra Manes
All eyes bore into the young girl that remained kneeled in front of the King. She was stoic and completely immune to the whispers that shot around her; spreading like wildfire. She was one step closer to attaining her ultimate goal and she did not care what others had to say about it. This was her destiny, not theirs.
This was her mission.
This was her life.
"Myra Manes," the eloquent king roared before a majestic crowd. "You've shown bravery that is unparalleled. You've helped vanquish the brigands and highwaymen that threatened to vanquish our beloved city. You've excelled in your training and, after seeking council with your teachers, I find it fit to bequeath you the highest title in our nation: Ace Mercenary."
Myra's blue eyes didn't so much as blink as she was knighted before her city. Her life's mission was what drove her to do the things that she did. Myra did, in fact, battle seven men head-on alone for quite so
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