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Fantasy world is shaken to its core by our actions. We tried to explore the multiverse, but got stranded in this strange world, and we werent the only ones. A ship the size of a city fell from the sky, crashing with thundering roar. We have to thrive
We are a new server with an old friendly community, developing, writing and storytelling since 2018 on Discord. Our server is set-up with threads and forums, allowing you to join any RP at any time, start RP without submitting an OC, using cannon and any type of character you can think of! Explore the fantasy world and help everyone understand it one adventure after another while getting paid for your work! Join us today!
"A fantasy world rests peacefully, but in a 10 year period, 2 events shake it to its core. A gateway to the multiverse opens once a day, bringing an unfortunate soul to this world, stranding them, and on that faithful day, the sky itself tore asunder with a roar louder than the fiercest thunder. From the heavens, a monstrous star descended, burning with a fiery tail like a comet but far more immense. As the blazing star drew closer, it revealed its true form—a colossal chariot of gleaming metal, unlike any material known to man. This chariot was as vast as a Capital, with walls of silver and gold that shimmered even through the smoke and flames. Mighty wings, crafted from an unknown metal, jutted from its sides, and it made a sound like a thousand dragons roaring in unison.
With a thunderous roar that shook the very mountains, the chariot struck the ground. The impact was so immense that it caused the earth to shudder and split, sending up a plume of fire and smoke that could be seen for leagues. The explosion that followed was like a second sun, blinding and fierce, turning night into day for a brief, terrifying moment.
Yet, when the smoke cleared and the fire subsided, there, amidst the charred and broken ground, lay the chariot. Remarkably, despite the cataclysmic impact and the searing flames, the vast metal structure remained largely intact, as if protected by some otherworldly power.
In the days following the great chariot's descent from the heavens, the bravest of the village folk, driven by curiosity and the hope of uncovering celestial treasures, ventured close to the fallen marvel. As they drew near, a strange and unseen force began to take hold of them. At first, they felt a burning sensation on their skin, as though standing too close to a roaring fire. Soon, their bodies grew weak, and a deep, unshakable sickness settled within them. Their skin became pale, their hair fell out in clumps, and their eyes lost their light."