The rule of the universe, they say, peace and order have to turn into chaos and disorder. In their world, however, this rule never applied. A previous, peaceful state of the world has been revealed to be an illusion when the great war started. There was no such thing as a civilian. The war had no mercy on anyone, it could have gone in history as the most destructive war ever... Except, it deleted the history. This war was the only thing known about the previous state of their World. War has ended, when there was no life to take, no blood to spill, no one to fight. The civilisations, the inventions, the art and culture has been buried underground.
As the elders say, life finds a way. Life did find a way to bloom even in that state. Five hundred thousand years after the great war, humanity, now lost everything, started from the bottom once again. During the five hundred years, they kept digging for remains and tried to find the crucial things of the past. They started to farm, craft, build weaponry, make clothes, find medicine and continue their lives the way they could. They built ships, bridges, roads, street lights... Whenever they thought everything was fine, they were safe, a new war has occurred. The communities of the new world didn't have any form of communication. Every community had their own culture, they were all invasive. They all wanted to unite everyone and spread their way of life. The more communities contacted each other, the air became drier and the inevitable war between communities has happened. Not all communities were equal, the ones with weaker defence and weaponry ceased to exist. Although people were greedy, they also learnt to be responsible. The leaders knew the war had to end. Leaders of the remaining communities called each other to hold a meeting, the goal was to end the suffering, end the deaths and focus on their lives. The meeting lasted for three days, the agreement was signed.
The victor communities of the war have all agreed to the following peace agreement. There will be Eight Kingdoms, which will contain the communities living in their territories. The communities in the same kingdom will live together as one folk. The territory of the Kingdoms will be decided by a compass, for equality.
The birth of The Eight Kingdoms.
Kingdom of North, Ognst
Kingdom of Northeast, Aimilit
Kingdom of Northwest, Tdarun
Kingdom of East, Atendal
Kingdom of Southeast, Ipecs
Kingdom of South, Roamdid
Kingdom of Southwest, Gpera,
And lastly,
Kingdom of West, Vtokir.
Once the chaos happens, there will be no order. Chaos cannot revert to peace. Disorder needs a touch of greater power to turn into order.
People continued their lives under their newly formed Kingdoms. They still had arguments with other communities however this time, they were trying to get along better. They were involved in their own business, not paying much attention to outside. People of Vtokir, didn't notice the assassination of the high council, didn't notice someone declaring himself as the only king, didn't notice the changes of law, didn't notice the noise of heavy soldier boots. They obeyed the new reign of a tyrant before the reign began.
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Dreams of Glory
FantasyPeople of Vtokir, didn't notice the assassination of the high council, didn't notice someone declaring himself as the only king, didn't notice the changes of law, didn't notice the noise of heavy soldier boots. They all, obeyed the new reign of a ty...