– POV General –
"Who are you really ?"
As Freya uttered these words, in one swift, precise movement, she tore off the cloth that had completely covered the Supreme from the start. Never before had they imagined that they would one day find themselve exposed to the eyes of the world, them who had sworn to hide their identity for the history books. Reacting at a moment's notice, they hid their face, dazzled by the pure brilliance of the blood moon, while everyone stood in awe of what they were seeing.
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[18 years ago]
Even before Freya had entered this timeline of the world of Kleisaria, the Kingdom of Zal was prosperous and unrivalled. Wars across the continent had ceased altogether, with humans far too busy fighting a common enemy - in other words, all the other races. Despite this, the King of Zal didn't really seem to care, immersed as he was in the vices that life had to offer.
