After the Gods of Time, Nature and the Elements created this world, they took a rest under the shade of a tree they created. Thanking their creation for helping them back with its shade, they gave the tree sentience, blessed him and called him a friend. Now the Gods are half-asleep, content with only watching. The world has breathed for millenia, and the blessed tree still watches over the forest around himself. The world has changed and his life comes to an end, surrounded by loneliness. Gathering what's left of his strength, he passes his torch on, in the hope of giving a last goodbye to his friends, wherever they may be and whenever they would see. Meet and follow his first and last creation he passes his will to, a one of a kind forest spirit with... abilities (wouldn't want to spoil too much here now, would I?). Curious and cute, he will travel and meet new people, discovering the world he's in, to try and give a last goodbye to the three creation gods in his dad-tree's place. ------ It's my first time writing a novel! So bash me as much as you like (within reason, of course). I appreciate any and all feedback. ------ This will be a world of humans, humanoïds, beasts, magic, and a heartwarming tale of travels across it. It won't always be butterflies, roses and friendship though, heavy moments are there too. Also : depictions of violence, blood and gore, nudity, strong language, alcohol and other classic +17 stuff. To the reader's discretion. Don't hesitate to stop by on my discord server for some idle chit-chat and angry complaints when the characters you're attached to get in a tight spot. ------ You can join my discord server if you want to talk to me about the story! (https://discord.gg/fxNCMKS)
Ophelia Williams. Just returned home after working abroad. She has met the most wonderful man, is ready to start college with all it brings; new friends, school, lectures and settling in. However, just before the school year is to begin, devasting news reach her. Grieving and met with skepticisme and prejudice from some, Ophelia tries to manvour her life as best as she can. And also change some people opinions. "-but I have a very hard time with people from the Middle East. Look at our criminal rates! It is people from those countries! They are lazy. They doesn't want to work. They stea- Argh!" I look down, seeing the beer spilled on top of a young man's head. I smirk slightly for myself.