Vergilius_Maro

“On a certain day, 
To an uncertain parent, 
A child of both male and female shall be born, 
Under all the stars in the sky, 
And they shall unite all nations as one,
Bringing peace forevermore.”

In a world of myth and magic, torn by war and desire, such a prophecy was made foretelling the coming of a messiah that shall unify all under their banner.

On the promised day, a disgraced, pregnant noblewoman fled her country to seek peace and shelter away from a great war.

On the run, she gave birth to a beautiful child who claimed to be the future king. 

From that day forth, the child set out to fulfill their destiny and find out what it truly means to be a king and savior.

Star King Chronicles

Nasiah soon left Shaifa's realm, a hopeful smile on his face, for a future he did not know, and a world he must prepare for.

He walked amongst the marketplace, now with a newfound excitement within his body that had been awakened by the conversation, and on his way back to the castle, he found a familiar face wandering aimlessly throughout: Malakbel.

She was looking at each store for a bit, entering into it, watching the products before leaving. This repeated several times over throughout her journey.

Malakbel wasn't here to buy anything at all; she simply did not know what to do at all. Tensions became quite awkward after she left Duma, and now here she was, looking at three different versions of paint she was never going to buy and looked only somewhat aesthetically pleasing.

"Malakbel! How are you doing today?" Nasiah called out to her as she quickly whipped her head around and sighed.

The Fire Flows