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KYA || LIFE AND CHANGES

I remember the day the crown was thrown on my head, officially. I did it myself, in front of... about three million people.

There were cheers of course, and nobody was able to question it. It worked like that in the Lands. There was no hope to gain power if you weren't born into it, but it was never challenged.

That doesn't mean we were bad rulers, though.

I remember the times when I was still human, when the King of my land had ruled with an iron fist. I can't recall his name, though. Or even where we were.

But what I did learn, is that there's a few ways to live. We don't fight unless needed, which would be impossible, since we're quite invisible to humans unless we bring them here.

And I remember that people will always dislike you. It couldn't be said nearly as strongly for the Lands, since its hardwired into our minds to follow our Elder, disgraces and some misfits will always disagree.

They stand no chance in doing anything about it.

But anyway, I have partially moved into the blue castle in the Lands. I had received the news that was father was in fact dead.

It didn't hurt, though. We weren't raised to care.

But when I threw on the crown, it never seemed to fit. Sure, I had worn it beforehand, but it didn't fit when it was official.

So I changed it.

And replaced it with a very dark blue, almost black, one. It had a spiky appearance, looking like upside down icicle patterns. It was asymmetrical, showing that even the best things aren't perfect.

In the intersections of the stands, blue gems laid, symbolizing the area it was dedicated to. Further out, near the edges, two of each green and red gems, showing the connection between the three places.

I had convinced Iasu to change the Dreamon crown. And he did. It was an emerald color, making the entire thing of the green stone, rather than having its accents as such. Forged blue and red stripes were found, showing their connection.

But the true beauty of that crown was in its shape. Rather than its beauty being shown in its value, it took on a very unusual form. It had a texture resembling ocean waves, and not calm ones. It went from the top to bottom, so it held the most unusual light balance.

And the Demon one was also changed. It was a light red tone, that held a very classic shape. While it's base wasn't made of the gems, you could find them in a similar was to the Dreamon's crown. Common dark red lines were found on the crown, with occasional blue and green ones.

And there was a small uproar once I had shown my face to the public. A few brave people even asked me where I got my scars from. I simply told them 'the wars'.

To be honest, I don't think I could have ever gotten used to the fact that my whole face was shown. Just a few short weeks ago, it was one of my best guarded secrets.

Almost half of the Lands was rebuilt as well. People worked quick, and even faster when they found their strength in it.

This time, the war had hardly fazed anyone. Sure, a couple thousand were killed, but we were notoriously keen in keeping our population to a million per species.

In other words, a couple thousand were made. I still wondered how. Did they face torture? Or were they simply born, similar to humans?

For my sanity, I'm saying they were simply brought into the life.

And two of the couple thousand I conjured myself. In the Lands, reproduction wasn't through a process between two people of the opposite sex.

It was more like a combined energy through two people that formed a being that would grow. And it would through the form of an egg. The first one would make the egg. The second would hatch it.