Graqenshel.
Graqenshel.
Graqenshel.
I will be the ruler of this place.
GRAQENSHEL WILL BE MINE!
My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was the king of Graqenshel. I'm not kidding, really. My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather.
He died. And the throne was left to my grandfather's grandfather. More precisely, the throne should have been left to him.
But the war broke out. And my grandfather's grandfather could not ascend to the throne.
The war has been going on for more than two centuries. The Phoenixes want to take the throne from the Ravens because to them, the Ravens are all evil.
Without exception.
They believe it.
In their opinion, a Raven should never take the throne. A Raven cannot rule Graqenshel.
What about them? Are they so innocent?
That's debatable.
There's a war. People are out there fighting hard. Be careful. You can be shot when you take out your head out of your window to get fresh air.
Life is that simple.
I'm Extrewl.
The leader of the Ravens.
And I will win the war.
WAIT ME GRAQENSHEL!
I WILL WIN THE WAR AND I'LL ASSUME THE THRONE TO WHICH I HEIR AND SAVE YOU FROM THIS DISGRACEFUL WAR!
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Graqenshel (English)
FantasyThere has been a war going on for centuries in the Graqenshel universe. There are two sides, the Phoenixes and the Ravens, and these sides are fighting for the rulership of Graqenshel. #1 divisions --> 29.03.2024 #8 centuries --> 16.04.2024