This is Liery village. The people of Liery Village are truly happy and content. The village is filled with people who are content with the simple pleasures life has to offer. They take great joy in spending time with their families, enjoying the beauty of nature, and cherishing the close-knit sense of community. Every day, the villagers are out and about, sharing laughs and stories, and enjoying life. It is a place where the people are truly happy, and it is contagious.A young man wearing simple cloths was deep in thoughts, He sat in his small house, the only light coming from the flickering flame of a candle. His brow was furrowed in deep concentration as he stared at the candle's flame. He was lost in thought, contemplating the meaning of life and what it meant to be truly happy. His hands were clasped together in prayer as he thought of the people of Liery Village, content with their simple lives. He smiled as he thought of the warm sense of community and the joy of life that he h
I am just a foot solider I don't really know how to plan things but I will save them I don't want to see my parents and sister die ever again! I need to think of a way.. even though I can see future paths probability with Watari’s help I can’t see future possibilities which I can’t predict meaning if I predict what I going to eat for dinner tonight Watari will tell me the probability of it happening like 10%,20% so on… right now probability of Bandits attacking the village are 80% meaning there is still 20% chance of them not attacking like how they did in my past timeline but I am not taking any chances!! let’s see what are my problems right now : I can’t ask for help from the Baron (I have no proof nor time), the village chief will not believe me if I tell him Bandits are attacking without any proof and the towns nearby will not help us when the Bandits attack because they will be busy fighting with each other and defending against the bandits. All my options are doomed!.. =====
`An old abandoned mine `The entrance to the mine was almost completely hidden by the heavy brush and tall trees that had enveloped it over the years. Inside, the air was musty and thick with the smell of dampness and decay. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling like curtains, and the walls were covered in some strange, almost phosphorescent moss. The main chamber of the mine was a large open space, illuminated only by the faint light of a few torches, which barely managed to light the way. Discarded weapons and broken machinery were scattered throughout the room, indicating that this was more than just an abandoned mine - it was the hideout of a band of notorious bandits. The walls of the mine were lined with various weapons and artifacts, proving that the bandits had been in the mine for quite some time. On one side, a large table was covered with maps and a few other objects, seemingly used for planning out their next heist. Further in, a few small rooms could be seen, where the bandits ha
As I hugged my mother tightly, I could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. I knew how much she loved me, and it was painful to leave her behind. She hugged me back just as tightly and whispered in my ear, "Stay safe, my son. And come back to us soon." Her words were filled with love and worry, and I could sense the depth of her emotions. I promised her that I would take care of myself, and that I would come back home soon.My father, proud as ever, patted my shoulder and wished me success. He told me that he was proud of me for chasing my dreams, and that he was confident that I would make a name for myself in the world. He handed me a small bag of coins, telling me that it was to help me on my journey. I could see the love in his eyes, and I felt grateful for the support that he was giving me.My sister, who always looked up to me, hugged me and promised to miss me. She was younger than I was, and I had always been something of a mentor to her. She told me that she was proud of me
Artyon gazed out across the vast expanse of the sea, his mind racing with plans and strategies. He knew that the Eastern Continent held the key to his success, but the road ahead was perilous and fraught with danger.As the ship sailed towards its destination, Artyon's thoughts turned to the mysterious Princess Lilly Roland. In the previous timeline, she had perished on this day, but now she was alive and well, and a formidable swordswoman to boot. What had changed? Artyon resolved to investigate further, but for now, he had more pressing concerns.He had learned of a powerful weapon, a black gunpowder created by a skilled alchemist, that had caught the attention of the King of Farihn during the recent summit to determine the new emperor of Conley. Artyon knew that this weapon could shift the balance of power in the region, and he was determined to obtain it before anyone else could.But Artyon was not content with simply acquiring the weapon for himself. He had a grander plan in mind
"Hey, Watari, I've been thinking about this path. I'm not sure if I want to continue down the path we're on. I feel like there might be something better out there."The man with the green hair spoke for a while longer before slipping out of the palace through a window and climbing down the vines to the ground. He ran through the forest until he reached the edge, where he found a small boat waiting for him. Without hesitation, he rowed away from the land and was soon picked up by a passing ship.As the man with the green hair gazed out at the horizon, he knew that he had changed the course of history. The path he had chosen was a dangerous one, but he was willing to take the risk in order to achieve his goals. He knew that his actions would have far-reaching consequences, but he was willing to bear the burden of his choices.And so, the man with the green hair disappeared into the night, leaving behind a legacy of chaos and uncertainty. Who was this green hair ma
Artyon sat at his desk, staring intently at the plan laid out before him. It was a risky plan, but he was confident that it would work. All he needed was the right people to execute it.He had always known that Landon was the perfect candidate to become the Emperor of Ancorna. Since childhood, Landon had dreamed of ruling over the entire continent. And with Artyon's help, that dream could become a reality.The Oragnatizon, a secretive organization that Artyon had connections with, had agreed to help them destroy the holy city of D.T. It was a necessary sacrifice, but Artyon knew that it would have far-reaching consequences.As news of the destruction reached the central continent, Landon would be busy conquering all the kingdoms on the continent. Artyon had already taken care of poisoning the crops of two major empires, making it easier for Landon to seize control.Meanwhile, Princess Luna of Atlanta would be working on destroying Conley from the inside.
Present Day Jola,As the days passed, the once barren land of Jola began to transform into a bustling city. Construction workers labored tirelessly under Eugene's direction, their hammers ringing out like a chorus across the landscape.The first sign of progress was the towering structures that began to take shape across the city. Three-story buildings, each with their own unique design, began to rise up from the ground, like trees sprouting from the earth.With each passing day, more and more buildings began to dot the skyline, each one a testament to the hard work of the construction workers and their leader, Eugene.But it wasn't just the buildings that were taking shape in Jola. The greenhouse area, which would be used to grow crops for the city's residents, was nearing completion. Rows upon rows of vegetables and fruits could already be seen growing, ready to feed the hungry mouths of the city's inhabitants.And as the city grew, so too did its defenses
Eugene was walking through the streets of Westerosia, the capital city of his kingdom, when he heard a group of people complaining about their lack of options for entertainment on their holidays. It was a problem that he had never thought of before, but now that he had heard it, he couldn't get it out of his mind.He knew that he had to do something about it, so he started thinking about what kind of games they could play. He remembered some board games from his childhood like chess, checkers, and even snakes and ladders. These games were simple and didn't require any technology, which made them perfect for his kingdom where people didn't have access to electronic gadgets.With a design plan in mind, he went straight to the Council head of Construction and Development, Neil, to discuss his ideas."Neil, I have an idea that I think would be great for our kingdom. We need to provide more options for entertainment during holidays, and I believe board games would be
Once everyone was on board, a priest stood at the front of the deck and addressed the gathered men. "Today is a special day," he began, his voice echoing across the dock. "We are here to prove our loyalty to the gods and to our kingdom. We must demonstrate that we are willing to do whatever is necessary to protect our home." He then waved his hand and two of the women stepped forward.The men watched in anticipation as the priest began to strip away the women's clothing. When they were done, the women stood before the men wearing nothing but sheer silk. The priest then began to explain that the women were to be used as motivation for the men. It was implied and explicitly stated, that they would be used sexually to reward the men for their hard work. The women seemed unperturbed by the instructions, merely standing there with a stoic expression. The men, however, seemed to relish the prospect, already making plans to take turns with the women in the night. With that, the prie
`Western Continent: Holy Kingdom of Yara, Capital city`Pope Arkia was deep in prayer, the soft glow of candlelight flickering around him, when a junior entered the room. The young man hesitated, unsure whether to disturb the pope's solemn concentration, but ultimately decided that the news he bore was too important to keep to himself."Your Holiness," he began, his voice barely above a whisper. "There is news from the Eastern continent."Arkia's eyes remained closed as he continued to murmur his prayers. "I do not concern myself with the problems of such lowly, underdeveloped regions," he replied dismissively.The junior's brow furrowed with concern, but he held his tongue. Instead, he turned and left the room, his heart heavy with the weight of the news he carried.As he walked through the grand hallways of the central palace, he pondered the fate of the Eastern continent. They were so far removed from the Holy Kingdom of Yara, so cut off from the th
Anna took a deep breath and tried to think of something else to say. "I understand that you're in a difficult position, but I just want to know the truth about what happened to my brother," she said. "If you know anything that could help me, I would be forever grateful."The maid hesitated for a moment before finally nodding her head. "There is something you should know," she said in a hushed voice. "My lady's sword was stolen about a year ago. She has been very upset about it ever since."Anna's heart raced as she heard this. It was possible that the stolen sword was the one used in James's murder. If she could find out who stole it and when, she might be able to prove Landon's guilt."Thank you for telling me," Anna said, trying to sound grateful. "I won't forget your help."Anna turned and quickly made her way back to her own chambers. She knew that she had a lot of work to do if she was going to find the truth about what happened to James and Eli.====
`Ancorna Imperial Palace`Jaren walked through the halls of the imperial palace with a sense of unease. It had been years since he had stepped foot in this place, but it still felt familiar to him. However, this time it was different. This time, he was not here as a young student, but rather as a grown man with a mission.He couldn't shake the feeling that every eye in the palace was on him, watching his every move. Jaren knew he had to be careful, especially with Landon now sitting on the throne. The new emperor was not to be trusted, and Jaren and Anna's plan to take him down was risky.As he walked through the halls, memories flooded his mind. He remembered the long hours spent studying and training, the laughter shared with his friends, and the times he had spent exploring the palace with Eli. It was the memory of his friend that made Jaren's heart heavy. He had never wanted to kill Eli, but it was necessary for the protection of their empire.Jaren shook his
Lost in thought, he didn't realize that they had walked all the way to the city square. Aria nudged him gently, bringing him back to the present."Look, darling," she said, pointing to a group of children playing in the fountain. "Isn't that sweet?"Eugene smiled. "It is. Let's sit and watch for a while"____________________________________________________________________________________Eugene was deep in thought as he sat at his desk, writing reports and jotting down ideas for the future of Westerosia. Suddenly, he was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Looking up, he saw Jeni, one of the younger maids, standing there with a report in her hand. She was a shy girl, but Eugene had always found her to be quite diligent and hardworking."Good morning, Jeni," Eugene said kindly, putting down his quill. "What brings you here?""Good morning, Your Majesty," Jeni said with a curtsy. "I have a report on the progress of the shipbuilding project."
Anna hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Jaren and I were just discussing old times. It's been some time since we've seen each other."Landon nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer, before excusing himself and taking his leave.Jaren breathed a sigh of relief as the door closed behind Landon, the tension in the room dissipating. He knew that they needed to be more careful in their planning if they were to successfully overthrow Landon and his regime.___________________________________Aria sat quietly in the corner of the room, her pen moving in a rhythmic dance across the paper as she signed document after document with a graceful flick of her wrist. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft scratching of the pen against the paper and the occasional rustling of papers as she discarded those that were no longer needed.Eugene, on the other hand, was engrossed in his work. The papers in front of him were filled with graphs, charts, and number
Jaren strode through the imperial palace, his footsteps echoing through the marble halls. The memories of his childhood flooded back, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. It had been years since he had last set foot in this palace, but he still remembered every detail.As he approached the throne room, he was stopped by two guards who asked him to identify himself. Jaren stood tall and proud, announcing that he was the eldest prince of the Conley Empire. After a brief hesitation, the guards allowed him to enter.Inside, he saw Landon sitting on the throne, surrounded by his advisors. Jaren made his way towards him, his steps slow and measured. When he finally stood before the new emperor, he bowed deeply, showing respect.Landon rose to greet him, but there was a tension in the air that Jaren couldn't ignore. He knew that Landon had taken advantage of his brother's death to seize the throne, but he chose to set aside his anger for the sake of diplomacy.
The sun was setting on the horizon as the wedding festivities began to wind down. Eugene, the newlywed king of Jola, stood on the balcony of the castle overlooking the crowd of people gathered below. His beautiful bride, Aria, was by his side, looking radiant in her wedding dress.With a deep breath, Eugene turned to the crowd and lifted his hand for silence. The chatter and laughter of the people faded away as they turned their attention to their new king."My fellow citizens," Eugene began, his voice echoing across the courtyard. "Today is a special day for me and my beloved wife Aria. But it is also a special day for all of us here in Jola."He paused, scanning the faces of the people below. They looked back at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue."As you all know, our island has been known as Jola for as long as we can remember. But today, I want to change that. From now on, our kingdom shall be known as Westerosia."A murmur of surprise and exc