One thousand years ago, an entire Kingdom was sacrificed by the other realms of the land, all that was left of the Kingdoms were ruins. Stories and texts depict the Kingdom being one of the most prosperous, and that was the reason why it was sacrificed so that the other Kingdoms could bask in the same warmth. Those Kingdoms from those times are now gone and extinct, now covered in time and thereby forgotten except for ironically, the one which was lost. Ruins littered the scape, no one dared settle on that land as they believed it to be cursed. Despite this it appeared to be extremely fertile, though none should be too bold to enter. Those who believed the land to be cursed weren't all to wrong, as undead and monstrous beasts did roam and their numbers only grew as expeditions failed and unwary wanderers entered. That was until only two decades ago, the Ruins came back to life!<br/><br/>Stretching for miles was a orient looking kingdom built of stone, wood and tiles with an amazing amounts of geological integration and vibrant colors. It covers an entire valley and stretches around a mountain and into that of a vast river system, being held up by reinforced pillars. What made it stand out however is the tallest towers which leave its mark as the sun rises from the East. The closest Kingdom was able to site the largest of towers which it in itself is known as the Citadel while the massive city constructs surrounding it is known as Citadel City.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/wh9780P/0d7c938390419efed2414a022f22d989.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Feng would be situated at the very top of the tallest tower within the city, looking through his messages while observing the colorful auras which rose from between each of the buildings as crowds of people moved about. The City was a wonder. Closing his eyes as he felt the silence abruptly interrupted by the wind which brushed his blond hair to the side. He grinned and his eyes reopened. Bight blue his eyes seemed to be and they even shined with the sun. It had been years since the city found its way into another world and now it seemed as if he was living in the very game world he had been so fond of. However it didn't seem as if it was fake or a simulation. While not all the functions of his GUI worked, he had all the functions of the game and if not more in this world as his power even adapted.<br/><br/>Looking off to the horizon, he could see the auras of the nearest dead and the even farther off living. This world was beautiful and something he could only have imagined before he came here. However everything has gotten quite boring, well mostly the politics. He felt landlocked, no adventurers seemed to come here, or gotten very far. He planned on sending out an expedition, but it could be seen as a threat to the under kingdoms. While he could personally go out and wipe out some monsters, why would he waste the energy? He didn't even know if there was anyway to respawn, let alone if there was anything stronger than him out there. The one thing he knew though was that  anyone who even gazed upon him would be effected somehow by his overwhelming aura, especially if they were magic users and perceived magic all the time.<br/><br/>Letting out a sigh, he would look towards the main entry gate. There seemed to be something, an aura, shimmering. Was someone actually able to survive the trek here? Was it an adventurer? A princess? Licking his lips slightly in curiosity, he would immediately hop down from the tower. Was it a cartographer? Did they have maps of the world? His mouth unintentionally formed into one of the creepiest smiles an elf could have as his intelligent could hardly wait to take in the world surrounding his beautiful kingdom.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/Wz709PG/isracarrion-week1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div>