Once upon a time, in a small village, a baby was born and they named him Boreas. The family had genes of "wind bending" and it was carried over the few hundred years, and that is counted as a miracle. After a few more years, Boreas got 3 more siblings and they also named them the Wind God's names: Zephyrus, Notus and Eurus. The village in Starmir wished that they will all have the same ability for years, so the years passed until the time has ticked to unleash their abilities. And to their surprise, they all had the same ability: Wind Control. This slowly spread around the other countries and it became so popular that people started to believe that they were gifts from the God, Cosmos. Nevermore, the news got decayed quick as the time passed, leaving them as normal people after such time. But if you ask a local who they are, they'll bluntly tell you a story about them and even make things up for fun.
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FantasyOnce the nations were born, the war naturally came within. Warning! Swearing!! This is just my OC's silly stories. I write them whenever I'm bored :3
