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In the ancient annals of the fantasy world, there once existed a powerful civilization known as the Celestial Empire. This advanced society flourished under the guidance of benevolent celestial beings who held dominion over the elements. The Empire's golden age was a time of prosperity, peace, and enlightenment.

However, as the Celestial Empire thrived, a dark shadow began to emerge from the depths of the cosmos. A malevolent force, known as the Void, sought to engulf the world in eternal darkness. The celestial beings faced their gravest challenge as they fought a harrowing battle against the forces of the Void.

Amidst this cosmic turmoil, two enigmatic figures were born into existence - the ambiguous protagonists. Their origins shrouded in mystery, these individuals possessed extraordinary powers, yet they remained neutral and distant from both light and darkness.

Simultaneously, the struggle against the Void gave birth to a pair of antiheroes. These individuals were once members of the Celestial Empire but were consumed by bitterness, jealousy, and thirst for power. They believed that the Empire's principles of balance and harmony stifled their potential, leading them to embrace the darkness.

As the Celestial Empire faced its ultimate test, the ambiguous protagonists found themselves drawn into the conflict, their choices influencing the world's destiny. They held the power to tip the balance in favor of either light or darkness but chose to remain impartial.

On the other hand, the antiheroes forged alliances with the forces of the Void, harnessing its malevolent energy to gain unimaginable power. They sought to topple the Celestial Empire, viewing it as a symbol of their past limitations and constraints.

The fate of the world hung in a delicate balance as the conflict between light and darkness escalated to a cataclysmic confrontation. The ambiguous protagonists and the antiheroes each held the potential to sway the outcome, their decisions threatening to reshape the course of history forever.

As the present unfolds, the world awaits the emergence of four players who will take up the mantle of the ambiguous protagonists and the antiheroes. In this ever-changing tapestry of fate, their choices will steer the course of the fantasy world, determining whether it embraces harmony or succumbs to the abyss of darkness. The adventure begins anew as the stage is set for a tale of epic proportions.

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Name:
Protagonist/Antihero:
Gender/Pronouns:
Age:
Five seconds of personality:
Five seconds of magic:
Five seconds of backstory:

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Name: Atticus Redding
Protagonist/Antihero: Protagonist
Gender/Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 24
Five seconds of personality: Rude, then sweet, then straight up toxic
Five seconds of magic: Color manipulation. Takes color from live things to survive.
Five seconds of backstory: Rich alcoholic father, what more?

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Name: Shirin Navabi
Protagonist/Antihero: Protagonist
Gender/Pronouns: She/her
Age: 23
Five seconds of personality: does not believe in the cryptic crap, down to earth, sarcastic
Five seconds of magic: Can see the future (stars and stuff) and channel the power of the stars in a magic bow
Five seconds of backstory: Street prophet who may or may not have started a cult. Allegedly. Okay, accidentally.

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Name: Mew (no real name, is an identity thief)
Protagonist/Antihero: Antihero
Gender/Pronouns: she/her
Age: 16
Five seconds of personality: weirdly forgetful, completely confused at times :D
Five seconds of magic: Telekinesis, Teleportation through shadows
Five seconds of backstory: A human/elf i don’t really know but ok, who loves stealing other people’s identities

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[Name]
'The Dark Sun'
Soel

[Protagonist/Antihero]
Anti-Hero >:)

[Gender/Pronouns]
Male - He/Him

[Age]
19

[Five seconds of personality]
| Moody | Stubborn | Doesn't believe in god | Rash | Intelligent | Cat-like personality |

[Five seconds of magic]
De/Magnify any effect by 100x + Photosynthesis + Cellular Respiration But on human

Quite showy, as he uses those high-class canes with a crystal head or smth.

[Five seconds of backstory]
Soel and his mother grew up in a church after his father kicked them out, inwhich that naturally subjected him into discrimination, bullying and isolation and more. Naturally, as they were born in a church, they were taught to believe and pray to god when they were in need, and when they have prayed vigorously, one day, when you are in trouble, god shall graciously descend, and make all your troubles go away.

As Soel was young and naive at that time, he like any other children, believed the legends all the same, and prayed piously, Soel prayed especially hard. He'd pray right when he woke up, before each meal, and right before he feel asleep. Every time he prayed, he prayed that the people who surrounded him, would no longer isolate him, they would treat him with kindness, his mother would no longer need to suffer, ect-

But all those endless praying and hoping came crashing down when his mother suddenly died. People said that she killed herself.

But Soel knew better. He knew how much harshness his mother went through just for their livelihood. He knew how much shame, and humiliation she had to suffer, just to get a piece of bread in their tight little cramp room. But the people from the church said that his mother killed herself?! It was right then, that from that moment on, Soel stopped piously praying, no, he stopped believing in god all together. If god did exist, then why didn't he save his mother?

If god did exist, then how could he not see how much his mother had to suffer just to get a scrap of food on their table? Perhaps it was from a moment of rashness, Soel set the church on fire. Burning it with the people still inside. Soel made sure that the church burned to ground, without a single scrap left, especially not a single bone. From that moment on, it was unsure what Soel went through, but recently, he has been sighted again, committing arson, and violent act among the high class people.

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And now we start.

Shirin climbed to the top of the grassy knoll, waiting for the antiheroes to appear. The Celestial Empire had sent her to these coordinates for the final confrontation of the void. But Shirin knew that the people coming to face her were... familiar faces. Soel and Mew.

At least she'd have the high ground.

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Soel tapped his foot impatiently. Where was that damn thief at? Today was an important day, a day to show the world their purpose, and she was late. Out of all days, it just had to be today.

Soel checked his pocket watch impatiently as he can already see the empires shining stars showing up in the distance. They were both familiar faces that he had faced off before, Atticus and... Shirin. The latter was quite an annoying individual to handle unfortunately.

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Shirin smiled up at the stars above her, the stars that told her the future. Bow slung over one shoulder, she stood waiting... Always waiting.

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Mew had emerged from the void behind Soel, she looked at Shirin. “Wait- why the hell am I here?” She asked, bewildered, at Soel. The she realised, right.

“Shirin, the ‘oh most important Protagonist’ (insert sarcasm) why don’t you stop cowering behind the so called ‘good empire’ and join us? It’s not late to admit defeat.”

The height difference was triggering her, she was only 1.5 meters tall anyway, but being tall was fun. To her at least, so she vanished, and appeared behind Shirin on a high mountain with a tree behind her. As she appeared once more, the wind blew and her clothes fluttered with the wind, now she felt like a true villain.

"First of all, Mew dear, never instruct a prophet to admit defeat. I can literally see the future, so if I haven't admitted defeat, what does that say about your odds? Oh hello, Soel. Annoying as ever, I see." Shirin laughed, throwing back her head with abandon.

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Soel resisted the urge to smack Mew in the face. What did she think this was? A dramatic play? Tea time? Unfortunately, not, this is real life. Where they were the villains and Atticus and Shirin were the empire shining stars, the empires heros.

What was he? Soel was just an dirty poor orphan now, how happens to dive too deep into the empire dark shadows, that he ended up as the antagonist of this unfortunate play.

"Mew- Y'know what? Forget about the fact that you are late, but stop this nonsense and get serious." Soel sighs, and brushes his hair back in frustration. Due to the fact that he had so much in his head that he may even become bald due to the stress.

"Oh and yes, it was unfortunate to meet you again Shirin." Soel sighs with an headache, as he watches the other double over with laughter.

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Mew glared down at her, truly, being tall was fun, she could see the top of Shirin’s head. “[Insert evil laugh], the stars answer to you, but the shadows are at my side, the stars may know the future, but the shadows can change them, you may be a prophet. But I… [insert more evil laugh] I am someone who oppose the future, the empire, and most importantly! YOU!”

Mew laughed a villain’s laugh, being tall, and a villain was truly fun! No matter who stood in her way, the empire’s sh**ty treatment of lower class people was truly disgusting.

“Even if you are a prophet, the future can change, y’know”

[Whispering to Soel] “Hey, let me enjoy my fun ok? Don’t be a spoilsport.”

Shirin pouted. "See, Soel, at least Mew has a sense of humor. And a new identity everytime we meet, but mostly a sense of humor. Actually, you could do with a new face yourself... Looking a little bald around the edges there, are we? I give it... Three years. Prophet's promise~"

"But Mew, you see that bit about the stars and shadows? So cliché. Don't tell me I need to teach you both how to do a good villainous monologue..."

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“Soel, when we get out of this, I’ll get you a new identity and fix your problem with hair loss, but right now… Oi, Shirin, where’s your partner?”

Mew silently promised to fix Soel’s hair loss.

“I don’t need you, a protagonist, to teach me how to speak, thank you very much, I like to change my personality to my newest identity. And this happens to be who I chose.”

cRACK!

The pocket watch in Soel's hands cracked. Gasping, he hurriedly put it back into his pocket so that he can fix it later. Even after years, he still likes to be careful of expensive things, and hates to throw them away due to his origin of being an poor poor orphan.

Hearing Shirin's snarking remark, a vein bulged from Soel's forehead from being ticked off. If they were going to roast eachother, and not fight. Soel, will plan on burning everyone in his way.

" A Prophet's promise? I think you are in the wrong place Shirin, the circus fair is two streets east, you can earn your little change over there in your little tent." Soel smiled sarcastically.

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"Aw, I liked the last one. This one is way too overdramatic. My better half is a little late, but he'll be here eventually. Probably. Maybe..."

Shirin laughed again

"And you certainly need someone to tell you how to monologue. Your speeches need work."

"Soel, darling. You'll be bald in three years. Whether it's by choice or accident, permanent or temporary, mark my words, there is at least one moment that you'll be bald. And my visions... They come true. It's been well documented."

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“Hey, I don’t need you to choose my identity!”

Mew pouted slightly.

“ aren’t you a wise old man with white hair and beard wielding a staff saying that he knows the future blah blah blah. Also, that someone who needs to fix my monologue in myself, thank you!”

With that, Mew melted into the shadows and vanished, totally not to change her appearance again.

"Yeah, yeah, save it." Shirin shot an arrow into the cloud New had disappeared into, disappearing the shadows instantly. She stroked her nonexistent beard. Hmm, she could probably pull off pretending to be a wise old elder if she needed to.

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Soel tsked, as he watched his partner disappear into the shadows, and does nothing to notify about the arrow that was going to come after her.

Despite being abit of an airhead, and an idiot, AND kinda slow at times. He knew that Mew wouldn't be a part of the darkside of the empire if she couldn't save herself from a surprise attack atleast.

Now.. it was just Soel and Shirin, ontop of some building. Alone. Both without their partner in crime or partner in justice or whatever crap.

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Atticus let the spell over himself dissolve, making himself visible.

“Soel.”

He nodded at the other. It wasn’t respectful, but it wasn’t rude. He was icier than the last time they had met. Atticus was pale, as if he hadn’t been taking in sufficient amounts of color, as if he was ready to suck the color out of something until it died.

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