Suns stroked their silent messenger Spearmaster. Staring at the mass amounts of technology drifting their can, their eyes drew to a silver pearl, it pulsed, growing brighter every so often. He wondered how long it would be till maybe... just maybe he could meet his 'best-friend' whom was regions away. Resting in the same metal confines. But for now, a wish of having their cycles meet, to finally meet face-to-face was a two sided street.

You are stuck in the middle of a war. Where two cults relentlessly fight against one another. Sinners and Saints: two heavily religious colonies. In your youth, your behavior is to be studied; consolers decide your fate: your class. To live as a child free of war, as would simply live as another mouth to feed. To randomly be stripped away of most of your friends, your families, and the world you once called home. Just to be thrown into this hellhole. To see die, and kill the people whom were closet to you. Till this shit will finally conclude. Yet even then.. will the world ever be the same?

The Crusader: A noble messenger keen to following their code. " Deliver without hesitation" they are quick footed. With a keen memory, humming short hymns on their journey is quite common. Their Iterator TMCL (Twelve Moths Crowding Lanterns) has gone suspiciously quiet. Their overseers being replaced by bright green creatures, bribing them to head to an unknown direction.. your journey will be filled with troubles and new comings. To survive you must adapt, quickly.

The Outback, it was an old fashioned plains, burgundy farms scattered the areas, rich earthy scents tainted the air. Spiny bushes biting at your fur. Coating the prairie grass like pesky weeds.. At first, this place seemed to be a regular farm area, with the occasional mole rat. But in reality this place was a war zone for beasts, all fighting to make their way up the food chain. Bloodthirsty animals stalked their prey, waiting to a singular slip-up to ambush. To be at the bottom of the food chain was a death wish. To survive you better sleep with one eye open as out here its Kill, or be Killed.

Good GOD what am i doing. THIS ORIGINALLY WAS A JOKE ONE OF MY FRIENDS DARED ME TO DO IT AND NOW I.. KINDA WANNA DO SOMETHING WITH IT💔💔 UH terrible ass crack ship fic of Seven red Suns and No Significant Harrassment I know my sins Cover art was done by @xjustpeachyx on tumblr, we're good friends and we did an art trade lmao

Watch Zorro as they deal with identity and family issues, with exciting adventures, like a crazy ex, raising her brother at a young age, and being on the watch for her father!