I'm Not The Hero ||Sander Sides||

||Sander Sides||

I thought this was the age of a new century, a dazzling, glamorous, spectacular time. Actually you could say it is the time of a new century, only it is more breath-taking than some had hoped for.

The lands are wasting away, any sort of government or order fell years ago, technology only comes to those who are wealthy enough to afford it, the world is being run by fear and tyrants. Tyrants that came to power through many ways. One promised to keep people safe, another built their way to glory, some was simply feared enough to have people follow them.

There are four main factions that some follow under: Alltis, Xan, Evenrow, and Irvnis. Each have their own ways of ruling. The people of Alltis are happy and content, resources are small however. The people of Xan are powerful, but fear restricts them from doing anything. The people of Evenrow hold great technology, but use it against each other in their daily life's. The people of Irvnis hold great pride in their faction, this proudness hides their insecurities of being the weakest faction of the four.

Tensions between these factions are tense, anything could set off a bomb. A bomb that could send them back into a war that took years to get out of.

See, the world is dying, the world is split up, the world can never be as it was. Maybe that's a good thing, nobody has to experience the falling again. Or maybe somebody has to just stand up and fix it, lead the world into the light.

Certainly not me, never.

As if I would do something so stupid.