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600 years ago.

I grew up in the dessert, more specifically; the kingdom of Kkaanda. The kingdom where everyone has a place, where everyone is welcome. Where the King and Queen love all and take care of their people. I have three sisters, and the oldest of them will take over the throne in just a matter of days, when everything will be settled down after the war. I never saw a place for a woman ruling the country, she should do other things; like taking care of the people, making connections with other kingdoms. I never thought my parents would allow that either, even though Blaarie is the oldest. The rightful ruler, King, should be me. It was always supposed to be me.

The Great War ended two months ago, and from what I have heard, the kingdom that started it all is left without a government. They are left with nothing but broken houses and broken people. So I will support them. I will have my kingdom after all. I will protect my people from all the evil, from all the others. I will build a mound to save them. I will make them forget what happened to them and their families. And I will make sure no one knows about the Great War in the future. No one but me.

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