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There were children born, each with a gift of the elements. The power laid dormant in them, slowly showing itself one at a time at different ages in each of their lives...and you were one of the children... Why were youborn with this power? Was it a gift, or a curse? No matter how you felt about it, or how you grew up, you began to master your element. Each time it came, something seemed to call to you. A voice, that felt so familiar, and yet, you had never meet them before. Within a week of your power forming, a creature appeared in a dream. It said it was your partner and teacher. They were the embodiment of the element, the ruler of it, and the child who could control it - you, were picked by them. You were one, with the same soul. They were the beast, and you were the human. The beast was the wild side of the element, the part none could control, while the human was the calm part that had been tamed. Apart you were nothing, but together, you were more, for you were whole and you were one.
Time passed, and soon the element could be controlled. Maybe it was not perfect, and there was still room for growth, but the randomness was far and few between. Now, slowly, each element is starting to learn of the others around them. Is this a good thing? Friends who understand you, and who complement you? Or is a bad thing? Enemies who feel as if the two of you are too far from each other to ever get along. Then again, maybe it's neither. Maybe no matter how others feel, there is just no way for them to understand you, or you them. No matter how you decide to live your story, fate will have a role in getting you to understand that not everyone can be alone forever, and sometimes those you think are so different from you, are closer than you could ever think.
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Royalty (n.) - people of royal blood or status.That may be the definition, but the former king - Arthur - of what was once the Yora Empire, knew it wasn't just that. To him, royalty was to take care of the needs of who he reigns over. His ruling was stern, but he did keep in mind what the people believed, having been a simple guard before marrying the late queen. He and the queen had five children together, all being very different from the next. The queen, Mais, had died a few days after her last child was born, and the kingdom mourned. Twelve years later, the king became sick and decide it was time to pass on the ruling to his children. He knew custom was to pass it down to the first born son, yet he didn't always follow tradition. Instead of simply giving the kingdom to one child, he split in two for only two of the five to take over. The youngest passed the offer, and left the empire, deciding to leave for their own adventures. That left the twins, oldest, and middle child. The twins wanted to rule together, while the oldest and middle children wished to stay independent. The middle child, however, thought that there was no chance for them to win the crown from their siblings, and tried to kill their father so he could just take over himself, before the kingdom was officially decided. The king was forced to banish their child, before he passed a year later, and who's where abouts are not known to this day. So, in the end, the empire was split into two kingdoms, one for the twins and one oldest.
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