Frozen Memories
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Terminé lun., mars 25, 20241h 16m
Imagine a world (or not, your decision) in which everyone is capable of magic. Now imagine this world is that of an ancient one, with enough mysteries to last forever.
They hear stories of ancient people who brought their followers to live somewhere peaceful for a change, but were taken by the kingdom that resides there still. Artificially frozen, the stories are but legends.
They were Tango, of flame, Gem, of Gust, Doc, of Soil, and Jevin, of Wave. Their whereabouts as of today are unknown, as they left their mark in languages long left behind. Only the most advanced scholars can dream of understanding them.
Then, there are prophecies, their exact wording lost to time. The titles of which are 'Lost Prince,'
'Survivor,' 'Stormstopper,' 'Sky Warrior,' and 'Savior.'
What this means, of course, is up to you.
~Hermitcraft, Empires, and others~
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