In the world where humans, demi-humans, elves, spirits, and demons existed plunged into endless wars by nations and their neighbour tribes. In hundreds of years later, one unified empire rose from the deep and stood in the centre of the continent be...
During the Battle of Alnus Hill, enemy forces try to push through the heavy artillery bombardments as shells rained above their heads. Their screams are full of terror and fear as I can hear far from above the sky even they give a chill in my bones. Although I fear death I never retreat.
I found irritation as I shot down every wyvern rider in front of me. Even if I kill a couple, watch them fall on to the earth, my comrades feel it's fine. I find this irritating.
This is my story. I, Manfred von Richthofen, The Red Baron of Germania, shall tell my story here with you.
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I am born from a prominent Preussen aristocratic family in Niederschlesien, a state from the Duchy of Schlesien part of the Kingdom of Preussen. I have an elder sister, Ilse, and two younger brothers.
I grew up with my siblings as my father is serving in the army. Hunting is my most favourite part of my childhood, with my little brother Lothar, we hunt rabbits and deers for most of our free time. Ilse takes care of us after our mother passed away, she does act as our mother very often but she cares a lot.
The year when I was thirteen, strange rumours were spreading across the states.
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[Manfred's Home, when he was 13 years old]
"Sis, there are rumours that the Daughter of Ciri has descended in Berlium during an attack from the Saderan Empire. And is she truly a god?" I asked my sister during our supper. She replies, "I heard it too, you know that we believe in Goddess Ciri right? The prophecy must be true a hundred years ago. Moreover, she is probably a goddess sent to this mortal world."
"What does she look like?" Lothar asks Ilse. "If the rumours are true, she looks like an 11 years old girl with a well-developed body, white hair and a pair of jade-green eyes." "That appearance is almost the same as the statue of Ciri in our town church," I replied.
[In the Church of Ciri in Niederschlesien, the day after]
On the first day of each week, normally we have a service to worship Ciri. But with surprise, a girl in a green hooded cloak is led onto the altar with the priest. The moment she shows her face, the audience including me are stunned.
The girl takes a deep breath and speaks in front of us, "My name is Eunomia, I am the maiden summoned by her holiness Ciri herself. Please call me Victoria as my mortal name." Then she does a blessing gesture to us, "Peace to you all."
At this very moment, we kneel immediately and bow to the ground to receive her blessing. As for myself, I can't believe it, she may look like Ciri but her appearance do look the same from one of the stories from the Holy Scripture; Ciri, the goddess of life, summoned her only daughter to the heart of Berlium as a mortal to balance the chaos and life in El Zaberina.
