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Story By Hexagonal Dragon
Hexagonal Dragon
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ABOUTquote
Heya..!
Awkward smol bean here.
Writing stories is something I\'ve done for a while. Im mostly self taught in the ways of the fantasy world, as I\'ve been writing my own stories since elementary school. It\'s a way I can get all my ideas down for all these characters I make for no reason, ya know? It\'s also a relaxing thing to do, although I might get out of hand here and there.
Please note; even if I have a set plot, sometimes I might diverse it to make it longer, therefore everything will get longer over time as I write the story. For instance, BDATTL had an unplanned scene added because I needed to beef up the plot and make it longer.
The end of the world has arrived. An ancient evil has mysteriously appeared on Earth, and taken over the whole world. Now the residents of the planet are forced to live in constant fear as if they're going to get killed today, or tomorrow. It's been decades since the King took over the planet, and a prophecy has started to spread across the planet.
The same decade there was a wild dog pup born. Her parents were so happy about it, and vowed to give her the best life she could live.
However, nobody could see what the future held for the family, let alone the small light brown puppy.
Just an average girl. She living life by the day, never stopping to appreciate the world around her. She came from a rather wealthy family. Money was never a struggle with them. Her family was boring, straight forward, and overall cold. She was living in a cage, forced to do whatever her parents wanted her to become. At this rate, she was on a downhill spiral for failure and depression.
That girl's name was Aura.
One day, after waking up in a cold sweat, Aura found herself slowly getting sicker and sicker. On a stroll in town later that day, wearing the lovely diamond necklace her best friend, Sarah, had gotten her, Aura had began to throw up. What the girl didn't expect when she passed out in an alley was to wake up in an entirely different world. A brand new world, and in a brand new body.