Short stories

The introduction to a random fantasy that's been living rent free in my head

Three countries since the beginning. Vendia, a place that is known for their elite fighters. Also Ikora, a country of great tradition, and a place of peace and equality for people beyond the natural. Last, Emir, country of industry, creating anything metal or electric you set your eyes on, and a hatred of the supernatural.

With such different countries, war was inevitable. It dates back a century ago, when Ikora's leader, Ohiana the third, was killed after drinking a poisoned drink. The blame was pointed to Emir, for Ohiana was a powerful woman, with a great ability of control of fire.

Ikora immediately attacked Emir, and the war started. Emir, in fear that Vendia would join Ikora against them, for Vendia never particularly liked Emir, bombed their shores and took out half their navy. With that, Vendia was pulled into the war allied with Ikora against Emir.

Many battles were lost and won by each side, but with each skirmish, the anger and hate against one another grew. In the full century, the war only paused about three times in total, one was a year, the other two times being three years. Always they would always anger each other once more, and the war would start again.

The history of the world is a long one, with many repetitions in the brawls, and never, in the full one hundred and six years, has anyone ever attempted at a treaty.