CHARACTER INDEX¡
\Raven:

Height
6'5

Type
Ravaei

Personality
Sassy?
Independent
????????

Other
She/They
Fidgety
Violence
Retired General (served for 3 years)
Will bite you
Will scratch you

Has committed
Arson
Assault
Attempted Murder
Domestic Violence
Murder: First & Second degree
Theif
Tyranny
Homosexuality (homophobic region)
Forgery
Fraud

Chapter One: The King

Bells banged, startling me from my slumber, to which I jolted awake, I groaned angrily. 'Stupid bells...' I muttered under my breath. I removed the blanket off of my body, my feet planted onto the cold, wooden floor of my barren room. Though I had lived in this room my entire life, it felt, unknown, like I was in a
strangers home. ~

But the velvety purple curtains, with black flower patterns covering it still stayed closed over the tinted windows, the diynada wood floors, or just dark wood floors were as cold and flat as usual. The dark blue walls barely lit under the chandelier that will probably collapse. Blue fire lamps illuminated most of my room, the desk in the corner was stacked with books, stolen from the library, gathered dust already. The black candle almost gone, after hours of researching. And the good ol' diynada wood chair with piles of pillows, still standing. My bed, the queen sized bed, covered in a dark purple blanket, with black pillows and dark lavender sheets. Left messily, as the pillows scattered around from my sleeping positions, and the wardrobe, a plain diynada wardrobe. And a desk, just a desk next to the exit door. ~

I yawned, and dragged myself over to the light switch, clicking it on my room was showered in bright, off white light. I shielded my eyes as I walked over to the off-white, red, black and blue stained door, opening the creaky door, I clicked the flickering light of the bath room on. Forcing myself into the white based room, it also felt unfamiliar. ~

The marble white walls and marble white floor clashed, pure white bathtub, made of marble, with a sliver shower head hanging over top with black marble taps. Black marble countertops, with a marble sink. The black trash can, surprisingly not marble, yet surrounded by it, had littered bloody tissues or paper and a cracked mirror with red stains. ~

I hated the marble of everything. It was too...white. I dragged myself into the room more, facing the mirror, I looked unfamiliar. ~

My midnight black hair was disheveled and a mess, my emerald eyes sorted in deepset eyes had bags underneath, standing out against my fair skin, making me look sick. Plain black pjs hung loose off my body, the raven black, and ironically, raven wings drooped against my body.~

Everything was the same, why was I so unfamiliar with everything then? It was confusing, very confusing. Now, the bells, what were they for? I turned off the bathroom light, walking over to the curtains, pulling them open, peering through the tinted window so that I could see.~

Mobs of people pushed through each other, clambering and climbing over one another to go forwards, towards the castle, the ledge of the castle were the king stood.~

The king had called his people, that's why there was bells. Great...

I walked over to the wardrobe, swinging it open, taking out a white blouse, black leggings and a black jacket. Removing my pjs I put on the blouse and leggings, wrapping the jacket around my waist, opening a drawer of the desk by the door, I brushed through my hair, tugging at the worst knots until it was done, and my hair had returned to its light wavy self.

I opened the door, walking down the stairs into the living room then out the door, closing and locking the door behind me. Waiting on the side until the crowds dived down, walking behind them all.

Then got pushed into the crowd, with feathers and clothes into my face.

Once the pushing stopped, I was stuck in the middle of the crowd. And in an awkward position, with my wings uncomfortably out. The king walked out, over onto the ledge.

"People of Cavanta!" The king shouted, silencing everyone.
"We are in grave danger, Davrain has begun taking over our world! Which means we have to ally with the other regions, but the Amba region, it has already been taken into the grasp of Davrain, any soldier sent out with the others have not come back, we have devoted a person to go, one among you." The king announced.
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Muttering spread through the crowd, I just sighed, all this was useless, the world's bad enough why not just let it happen?
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"The only one here, Raven! Anyone bring Raven up front please!" The king shouted.

My heart dropped, and anxiety raised,   my heart began rasing as I looked around the thousands of people, hoping someone else was called Raven. No one moved. I slowly pushed my way through the crowd, heart rasing as I did, until I reached the front, and looked up to the king, the castle seemed to tower over me with its marble walls, held up my spires of ventri wood, a very white wood. Windows where tainted over in white boarding over the windows, threatening, oddly, as the white normally means peace, but I hated the royals, maybe that's why it was so threatening. But as my eyes scanned for the king above me, scrambling back and forth across the ventri wood railings. He appeared, peering down at me from above.

"Raven, our retired general, and villain of our region, shall be sent out with the others to go fight Davrain! Guards, get her ready!" The king announced.
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Cheering spread throughout the crowd as two guards walked up to me and guided me into the castle.
-

We got into the bright white marble castles interior and the grand ventri door slammed shut behind me.

I
Am
Dying
Inside

But it's out! Now for the other three POVs...that's gonna take months if not more! But, here we go on this journey!