The world was an interesting place split into six continents five known,one undiscovered. The Beast Continent,which housed the ferocious beasts along with simple beasts such as the cows,etc.The Demon Continent was the birthing ground of all demonic beings.The Hell Continent contains the fiends of hell masters of fire and destruction. The Undead Continent dwelling of Ghosts and spirits filled with wails of the dead.The center of the world lays the Human Continent a place of peace,war and many of the things you would find anywhere else except for the main attraction Humans.Though they are weaker compared to other creatures their adaptability if second to none.This is proven by the existence of humans on every continent,who over many millennia have changed to suit their environment ensuring the species longevity. In the case of the sixth continent far removed from the rest its name is lost to time.So now let's being the story of Avlon The Unorthodox Being.
THE HUMAN CONTINENT:
The sun rose over the horizon,its rays kissing the dusty earth of Varnax a city built during the forming of continents an unparalleled time of destruction and death. Part of the Kingdom of Varnaxia('ia' is added in most cases to form the kingdom name) which is one of the major kingdoms in exsitance boasting over 10 million residents,25 territories and a staggering amount of wealth.Though not the only kingdom of this standing it is still a front running among those in exsitance. It is ruled by the Varnax family(most cities are given the last name of the founding family) a royal family that garnered respect due to their military and commercial might.In the far corner of this capital city a cry is heard,a newborn is being by his mother surrounded by a man his father and a old woman who delivered the baby.The woman held the baby close whispering into his ear "your name is Avlon,one who shall be great" seemingly hear and understanding these words the newly dubbed Avlon stopped crying and gazed at the woman who birthed him,seeming to question her words.The woman noticing this smiles before the man next to her roughly grabs Avlon causing the woman release an out cry,surprisingly Avlon does not not cry instead he stares at the man his father who laughed heartily before his mother grabbed him back.
Time Skip:5 years
A young boy races around the yard chasing after a dog,a rare creature to encounter as usually only the young master of noble families had them as they needed to be captured from the Beast Continent and brought here.The young boy Avlon was unaware of these intricacies and chased the dog out of pure fun,his father had received it as a gift, from a young man from the Ivbry House. Avlon was now five years old a age most children started to go to school,learned trades etc but Avlon was different why? It was because he was a slumer,one who is either born or lives in the slum so his parents could not afford to send him.AS they had no money to buy the materials needed to have a proper experience in school so he spent his days since being able to walk chasing the dog.His father worked at the port while his mother worked at the nearby pub,serving drinks.Bringing in a meager amount of talez about 2 silver talez,which amounts to 20 bronze talez just enough to scrape by day to day.Today was special it was his sixth birthday,after consideration Avlon's father bought him a bow and quiver to practice with as he showed some interest in it before,even though it was expensive being about 25 bronze talez they made the choice seeing as they felt they let down their son. Avlon who was tired from chasing Axis(this is what he calls the dog)collected the bow and quiver excitedly,though without arrows he learned how to craft them from his uncle who is a solider in the reserve army of Varnax who had given him a knife for his birthday.Thanking his parents he ran off into the woods only a few meters from the slums,though it is called the woods it is just a large plantation to grow trees for wood as it lacks animals.Followed by Axis he quickly scaled a lone tree that overlooks the trees in the woods before climbing down and running off to gather suitable sticks to carve into arrows.A few hours later with a full quiver and a sleeping Axis by his side he drew his bow forming a shape similar to a full moon before releasing his arrow,startling Axis as gust of air was felt as the crude arrow full towards the target it could be seen that though it wasn't noticeable to Avlon an archer saw this shot which struck the center of the target they would have been shocked They would have noticed that the arrow carried an imposing aura,something arrows usually don't have as they have lost connection with the body so only powerful archers could transfer their aura to an arrow. It is well known that applying your aura is something that is easier to do with weapons such as swords,spears,knives,clubs etc. what is even more surprising is that applying your aura is something you learn at the age of fifteen the age of adulthood. Which is when your body is usually capable of doing such. In such fashion known to Avlon unaware of the significance of what he just did continued
To fire arrows at a rapid paced never seeming to miss,gaining great joy. Several hours later only due to the setting sun Avlon returned home to his parents and thanked them for the gift they smiled asking if he named his weapons(naming of weapons is a culture that states naming if your weapons causes the connection to be stronger. ) Perplexed Avlon looked at his bow called it Windbreaker as it breaks the wind and called his knife Bloodshed two names which unknown to both him and his parents would shake the kingdom of Varnaxia and the continent of Humans forever.
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