Every 300 years, a person from Earth gets sent to Plumos, bringing with them technology and knowledge. They are gifted by the gods a unique skill, and if they want, they are a different race. They can then spend their lives doing whatever they want, as long as they follow a short set of rules. Eventually, they die, and their unique skill is passed down to whoever they want, wether it's their offspring, their best friend's offspring, or even just a random person they barely know. I was a doll. I got brought over from Earth with my owner, and in the process, gained sentience. They kept me throughout their adventures. Eventually, they used me to seal away some spirits. That's when I gained sapience. I watched, I learned. Then my owner got killed. He never got to be the hero. I learned sadness. I learned rage. Then I got a gun.