When Worlds apart Collide.
Prologue
Since the beginning of time, there were three worlds which stood in different dimensions.
One was the world called Azakanai. The luscious world was full of beautiful winged stallions and mares of Urunani, which where the horses of the clouds,
There where the griffons of catsuyomi that filled the heavenly skies, and then there was the intriguing nekomian cats from the weiz hellian mountains.
But there was a race that every beast in that world obeyed, and that was the Yumins.
They where the dominate beings in the three worlds and did not put up with disobedience from their race. They where people of the earth and where very wise. But they where nothing but sages, old men that could barely walk around. But then something wonderful happened to the small, old world…. A pregnant woman of great beauty came to the isolated land of men and bore a son. But tragically, she died giving birth to the baby and the old men had no idea of what to d0. The y pondered of what to do with the child.
Then, on the day of the council meeting, one of the chairmen had an idea.
“We could give the child to the new griffon mother that had two hatchlings but one of them died. She has been wanting another child ever since.”
The men thought it through and decided that he was right. They didn’t have “equipment” to take care of a child let alone a baby.
The mother griffon was so humble to the men that she even gave each chairmen one of her golden feathers.
The second world was of beautiful light. The floors and walls and ceilings were all made of clouds. The sun shone brightest there and it never rained in the heavenly place. It was full of bright and colorful things.
The creatures there only existed in the fairytales that mothers tell their children at night to go to sleep. There were gorgeous white horses of Mekonin that had long baffling wings that pranced around on the clouds, there were beautiful cows of Thessil that roamed around and grazed were ever they pleased, also on the planet were small pink and white rabbits that hopped around and played with the other animals. The people there where the Minokin, nymphs of the forest and each baby born had a fairy to guard them. The race was very cultural
but only held one festival each ten years. It was on the night of the red moon where the fairy goddess, Yukin, came down from the heavens and danced with each nymph. The dance was to revive the nymphs of their youth so they would
not die out.
But one year of the festival, she did not descend. She had gone into labor with a son on this night and the nymphs turned into trees and slumbered in wait for their goddess’s return, but she could not because her son needed her.
The third world was of nothing but chaos. Lava surged from the ground and the world smelled of rotting flesh. Everywhere laid dead bodies of a beast’s prey.
Fierce dragons of Kinyu and giant serpents of Rasana roamed the land and only few could be tamed. Every where you looked you could see fire and smelled the putrid musk of the dead. This was no place for life, but, life lived on this hell like planet.
They were called Zeniya, demon-like people with eyes of red and hearts of black. They hated each other and went to war for the pleasure of killing one another. The planet once thrived of green forest and meadows of flowers, but ever since they found the world, the Zeniya have destroyed it to their liking.
One day, Queen Ishinyu, had a son. King Zexen was so proud, he invited everyone in his kingdom to his palace to celebrate. Once everybody was there, he stood to announce his sons name but was shot with an arrow and at the same time, the queen was shot also. Thus, the only heir was their son.
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