The prosperous land of Sylvannia. A realm filled with whimsy and delight. Where all of human imaginations reside. It is said to be the resting place of the First Light, a benevolent force made from humanity's ambitions, dreams, and the positive sub-conscious.
It has been tucked away on its own dimension, untouched, for millennia. And even if it is the Realm of Light, it did not shy away from its own darkness.
With the First Light retiring from its perpetual state of light bringing, it sprouted Seven fragments of itself, each with its own color, forming The First Rainbow.
As its loyal disciples, The Seven Fragments or simply, The Seven, created realms that were to their liking:
The velvety lands of Rougewood Grove, with cherry trees in its everlasting hues of red and pink,
The autumn-like landscape of Tangerine Meadows, with crops a bounty in earthy orange tones.
The golden glimmer of the lakes and seas, and the iridescence of the crystal-filled landscape that borders the Islands of Regina de Oro.
The gravity-defying Grüne Herzen, where only the purest of hears can scale its ever-shifting landscape, and is only stagnant through the powers of its Empath Fairies.
The starry waters of Oceano Stellato, a realm that merged the stars to the abyss, with waterborne creatures unique to its extraterrestrial climate.
The scintillating swirls of Manto Lunar, which clouds blur the veil between the Realms of Sylvannia and the heavens above.
And last but not the least, Symphonie Violette, a realm that vibrates mellow tunes in every step a person creates.
Sylvannia has been through a lot over the years. One might add that the Seven Realms have reached the pinnacle of its prosperity.
With its recent recovery from drought, famine and civil wars, one might have never noticed the realm's wear and tear and its share of problems, but the shining beacon of its ambition . But the ever resilient and ambitious realms made sure that their subjects are at their best interest, up until now.
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It is yet another dawn across the land. But one might beg to differ, as the Realm was yet in another turmoil, about to unfold. With the Monarchs slowly turning to dust, a new generation of leaders were called to dedicate to the cause.
The Era of Selection.
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Scene 1 : Regina de Oro
"Are we approaching there yet, my liege?" The coachman asked.
"Not quite, we're still missing a couple of passages before we get to the heart of the city. Be careful though, we do not want to waste precious gifts for the next Crown Monarch." The gentleman replied, keeping a somewhat heavy ornate box filled with offerings and gifts, tucking it towards his stomach.
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HYPERLINE: Worlds Collide
Science FictionA Multiverse-based comic depicting the adventures of a dimension-hopping Masked Cyborg named Kaden, accompanied by an eclectic bunch of misfits (Genesis the Fairy, Vexin The Witch, Tringy the Morphibeast and Rift the Genius) that bonded together to...
