Strange Worlds

Prologue; Middle Age

Before the savior

Lord Arkenias, one of the ultimate gods back in Haumea the god planet perhaps now is a dwarf planet.

In his loneliness, he twisted our world which was far away different from the human world. Stunning and splendid and kinder fantasy with fantastic creations you would never imagine.

With his mystic powers, he ornamented it beautiful land features and water creatures and above all, created his kraal. Perhaps not the domestic one you are thinking of but

what Lord Arkenias called the Godden where goddens dwell.

Health, young and stunning. Their handsomeness made every living creature breathing in Arendelle clear- fell for them

They were slightly masculine and courageous in away if any threat came before them, they fight it as a solid and no one in the whole of the universe could stop their wrath.

Kanustra, the evil parasite. The creature the dwells in the demon’s garden attack the Godden plantation farm. Nicolas who tolerated with no nonsense defeated it and destroyed it for good therefore it shall never come back to existence.

The Goddens were built in human form and partially had some body part as humanity. They had no five fingers but three with a thumb, fins on their hands that enabled them swim like a fish in water. On top of that, they were also light dark skinned and the body skin jam-packed with fur but were not that terrifying, walked around everywhere place to place with their heads facing downcast. All wore long dresses up to their ankles. Their dresses were majorly of dull colors. The dresses just existed because they had no sewing machines as humans of modern times call it and on top of their heads, they put on hoods so they always covered their heads and no one marked any sight on their faces.

Dillard War was one of the elder Goddens being the fourth in all, I am

Bellerosohy Desire, the sixth while Nicolas Fate the eldest in all of us; All we were seven and we made the seat of the seven.

Goddens were peaceful, agronomists, grew grains and nuts in their plantation farms

at the dawn of the middle Age, an encounter rose to all of us and we had to go before it in any way; whether bad or worse.

All started when Dillard's mind was exposed so much with the devil who moves with us; be it humans. His heart became mischievous and his wickedness took him to Ora, a place where our world is detached to the human world; full of darkness and evil to its highest. Humanity only lived in it when they dreamt their silly

and boring dreams. As it is the truth that not every human dream and not that every creature dreams.

Dillard stood at Ora. He was not a man of anarchy but he carried it to us and we had to fight so as to survive. He stood somewhere in Ora and blinked thrice. And where did he get the Idea? Maybe it

was very unassuming to blink his eyes. Never the less his flutter of an eyelid was major and was counted. Only his blink made humanity wrangle but when he smirked, humanity came to the world war that claimed many lives; As if that wasn’t enough, he slightly lifted his left leg up and stamped it down. He was relishing, Arendelle and

humanity started

vanishing. Nicolas Fate

saw

what

was forthcoming and said that it needed a

sacrifice to stop the chaos. And that our beloved young sister Grace Grit had to die.

Of which I opposed his suggestion so all of us did not agree with him. She became crippled after everything.

We called it the Ora event. To conquer every kind of evil, we needed only some little droplets of love, a little bit desire and so much dreaming to stop the evil him.