Othrythsa
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Hundreds of years ago, as a defense method for the great war, the world was split into fractions. All these fractions put together make the new world called Othrythsa. Othrythsa is a world where only children live. Once they turn 18, they mysteriously disappear.
The fractions include: Friddor; of the modern people, Kimriid; of the woodland people, Winerasa; of the fire people, Isumke; of the water people, Sylridry; of the sky people, and Hei; of the rulers.
Every year, the Hei choose five people from each fraction to be sacrificed. The sacrifices must travel across the land of each fraction and find a piece of one of the ninety-nine swords used to win the great war. Once they reach the Hei fraction, the winner must sacrifice all of the other survivors, including the people from their own fraction. Once they have collected the sword and sacrificed all the others, they will join the Hei fraction, and the fraction in which the the winner came from will be rewarded. This sacrifice is called the Dagrimm ceremony.
16-year-old Thyda Saesc was born into the Friddor fraction, along with her 17-year-old brother Thryth. She lived a normal life until the Dagrimm ceremonies. Thyda, Thryth, and three others are sacrificed for the ceremony and will be forced to kill one another. But, when Thyda and the rest of her group decide to rebel and use the sword's powers against the Hei, the other sacrifices from other fractions must decide whether they will rebel with them or continue the sacrifices.
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