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In the world before them, there was a chaos. All was under one man and that one was the most powerful person in the world. The dictator laughed and ruled with only thoughts of himself. To him all were equal to each other, except for him. He was the God that would oversee all was poor and powerless. It was centuries that this bloodline kept this morale. It was centuries, but then it ended with a final slice to the neck.
There were five warriors who were brave enough to break the bloodline and free the people of the world. People rejoiced that day. Everyone drank, danced, and cried like they never had before. There was happiness, there was relief. To honor those five, there was an agreement that the world would be split up for them. They each became Kings of their own estate. It was fair and fine with the people.
Five years later, the system had been almost rebuilt. There had been no major conflicts between kingdoms and there was peace throughout. The rulers maintained their friendship and love for each other, after all they were still best friends. That was until one night someone had shot the arrow that stung millions across the world.
Each nation had been attacked, with hundreds slaughtered, except for one. King Burns’ kingdom was untouched and woke to the terrible news. Whispers began to spread that he ordered the attack, because he was unsatisfied with the trades that came between each kingdom. Being the former leader of the five warriors, they assumed he wanted more.
The trust was broken, and neither of the kings wanted to believe what had happened. Yet, they had to, and that meant putting their people first and their friendship last. Who was going to break their trust next? Would it be too late? There were so many questions that filled their paranoid thoughts. That was what broke the five kingdoms.