~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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"Spoiled brat," Valhalla muttered about Mordihm as he worked on converting Nakiso back to a shadow. "I made him my successor and he still wasn't happy. Whiny brat, I'm glad he's gone."
 
She found a moon to rest on and fell over crying. "I don't know how to do this... I am a failure. Why do they entrust me with so much yet not show me how to use it? Mordihm, please be okay."
She looked at her hand that had held the piece of Valhalla in it. It was cracked like a gash. She rolled up her hand and tucked it under her.
 
(lol. Valhalla really hates him, more than light creatures.)
 
She looked at her hand that had held the piece of Valhalla in it. It was cracked like a gash. She rolled up her hand and tucked it under her.

She stowed the dagger and made for Terrellia. She watched festivities from above, but at all costs must avoid Nostros. She knew Manex has taken Anora When Krits called her name out... but she sensed her on the surface now. "How is you are back here?" She fluttered. She wanted to go down but know that unless Nostros was off planet, she could not step foot there. She floated higher up. "I didn't see Manex at the confrontation?" She just realized.
 
He nodded. "I think scars add character, gives a warrior stories to tell. My kids would point to one and ask about it... then they listen wide eyes as I told then about all the brave creatures and heroes. Then they'd pretend to be me or one or King Medrak and slay their imaginary foes." He smirked as his mind envisioned the memories.
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