The Forgotten 9
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The Felandia war has brought lots of creatures to their demise.. and it's finally over.
But something is afoot in the mist, and the water is turning purple. This could only mean one thing. The prophecy is real. The 9 are coming.
~ Fast goes time, there will be 9. 7 with the touch of a neon glow. Fate is decided, and so is the world, as danger will begin to show. 2 blessed by stars will lead the way, with the power of fury in their mind. The corruption is coming. War is not over until all are at peace. The dead are mad.. ~
DISCLAIMER!!
This story is based on a roleplay (and quests) I have done in Felandia. Most of the characters featured here are not my ocs. During the roleplay, I could not gather their backstories so they are all improvised! If you would like to make fanart, please please please talk to me through discord, since it could help promote the game and this story a bunch! Felandia is a pg Roblox cat game where you can roleplay, make your own ocs and den, and make friends! It is a great game; you should go check it out if you like warrior cats, since it has a similar style.
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