“Before Creation comes all is unstirred, let there be a light, and the changes begin”

It has been... 200 years.. This world is engulfed with war.. I forgot how it was started, The sad story is how I fight to survive from this never ending nightmare..

I lived my life from an unwanted orphan into one of four heavenly rulers. My Throne was made by Millions of corpses and oceans of blood.

I view war as an ugly thing in my lifetime, yet it has the most beautiful moment... Blood, Sweat, and piss are mixed with piles of bodies, They topple each other. Heart-tearing screams begging for their life colluded with maniacal laughter of survival. Their eyes are full of determination, hope, and fear for the future.. yet the future is not set... they just believe. Horror and Hope are entwined as the two faces of a single coin.

There are 5 races whose reign in the realm. There is elvhen race who reign in the far north with their Supremacy on magic and unparalleled on their swordcraft . The Monarchy of Kutai is a hegemony of elvhen race led by The Senate. however they only answer to one individual, Primordial Witch Queen Mythal.Their cities are protected in the deep forest Du vandhalreen.

In term of raw power, Dragon race is the most powerful of all. lives in southern mountains of dal guldur. The highest peak called Mauna Kea is the place of their seat of power, lead by their Dragon king, a supreme being who was born from the first fire kindled on The Creation.

While humans live in the Middle Lands of the realms. They are known as the weakest from other races yet they could overcome it by their population, deceit, alliances and lies. Despite that humans were persistent creatures, with their short lifespan they could make unimaginable feats that defeat any other race. Human race is led by 4 kingdoms and united by one council, The Principality of Nam.

Dwarves are known for their technology on golem,magic enchantment and firepowder industry, you could be surprised how much strength comes from their little body.They dominate in the west far from the surface as they love their mines. The Dwarf race consists of 6 castes, each caste has their own mines.

Last is demons, the most deadly and diverse race in this realm yet they are the most fragile as their nature is to warring against each other. because they consist of lots of clans such as arachne, goblins, orcs etc.They eat their opponents body to show their dominance and yes it includes their own race on the menu... They live in the eastern part of the realms called Hellheim. No individual who led them yet. Their territory is full of horror and chaos.

As a mixed breed.. My mother is an elf, a normal pitiful elf who is in love with a man from the dragon race. Eventually abandoned by my father. Mother who is pregnant with me, was cast out by her tribe. We live in a pitiful state..Valeria my mother called me but i called myself V. There is no meaning to it.. just simple words and easy to remember. From the Outside i look like my mother, typical elf ear,pale white, red hair. However I had a couple sharp fangs and if my feelings were amplified such as anger, or grief my eyes changed into red dragon eyes just like my father. Half-breeds were looked at as heresy or shit-stain in all races, our life fated to be hard to live with... I was 6 years old, when I saw my own mother starve. Before she passed away, she cried to me, asked for forgiveness and told me to try to survive on each day and find my own path to happiness. She died because she always gave every food she could scavenge and protect me from others. I cried for her.. the last thing I feel warm in this nightmare life.

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I started to live as an orphan.. Life is tough and becomes hell when war comes, But even in hell there is a lot of opportunity. I live from scavenging warrior corpses, fallen from war... if lucky we get trinkets to sell for food.. if not, well I eat their corpses. Anything is good for food at that time, better than dying of hunger... I have seen some of my fellow orphans die of hunger and it was cruel... if I die I would love to be painless and fast.

From childhood I could sense Ether around me, I could also see their flow in all places ... I could see different kinds of Ether in every being of this Realm.Every being has the same or different color of Ether... I can't decide why or how. As my own is unique, gold ether is inside my body and moves around it.

I saw soldiers could manifest their own ether to make them stronger and faster. Some could summon elements. Once I saw a great combat happen ,an Eldar from the monarch fighting a Great Demon Beast. The demon beast was a terrifying being, it has a huge body with the face of a lion and body of a human being while it has a scorpion tail. Its red ether was so domineering that it affected the reality around it, even from a far it makes me suffocate.

Meanwhile, the green ether around eldar was unaffected by it. calm as a deep sea. Their clashes were monumental.. I learned a lot of things from it on how to develop my own ether. The battle was over when the demon fled with one of its hands severed by the eldar. From then on I practice and learn their moves and how to use ether to my advantage.

From little things like changing the ground to be more slippery around my enemy, moving dirt into the eyes of my opponents into strengthening my body, to make my movement faster and feeling my surroundings more clearer.

Every day, I fight to fend off my enemies. Other scavengers, demons, or other races tried to hurt me because I am an eyesore in their eyes.

One day, a group of humans tried to attack me when I was scavenging herbs.

I run to the forest, trying to fend them off. With my ether I make them slip then fall and some of them hit a big rock. and some of them were unlucky because they were slipping near the cliff and falling.. There were many, and in the end I was cornered. I tried to fend myself by fighting them and shouting

"Why?”

they laugh... for fun they said, cleaning shit like me.Then one of them jumps on me, holds my body to the ground, others start to hold me on the ground too each on my hand and limbs.

"This is your place on the ground! like shit you are.. know your place Halfbred! hahahahha"

"Let's kill her!! have enough of her shit!"

"You're just annoyed because you fall for her tricks!"

"Just rape her after that kill her like the others hahahahahahha!"

They were hunting me from the start. From the moment I was born, chaos always followed me yet I found opportunity in it. I strife and triumph upon it. Chaos was always with me, it brings woe, Misery and Changes. If The creation views me as a tiny being who can easily snuff as a small ember, I would prove it wrong. I would be the storm that moves the will creation ITSELF.

I WILL CHANGE IT, EVEN IT MEANS I PLUNGE THE CREATION WITH BLOOD. I WILL CHANGE THE REALM THROUGH CHAOS.

THROUGH PERIL I RISE!