It was all hell; it was all suffering. Nothing in the world could make him happy no matter how hard he tried, not his interests, not eating his comfort foods, not even the people he loved. No matter what, this miserable world would not let him be happy. The older he got the more aware of everything he became the more he saw the ugly side of it all. Everything he thought he could trust turned out to be a lie, every bit of good he thought he could do for the world turned out to either be pointless or actively harmful to the thing he was trying to help. The only thing he thought he did right and was good were the things that made the people he loved happy. Even if he did not feel that happiness, he wanted to make them feel it. They were the only thing that made his life worth living, not the people how good he was just for doing his job, the job he had to do to put food on the table, not people asking him to be selfless and to suffer when that was ...
The Nations and Governments of Yignisoul By Sir Orion Serpentingo The Star Knights History: The Star Knights were founded two-hundred years ago in the year 210 A.G. by Yugure Shadowmore I, under the building moral principle of Chivalry, created by King Rosa [1]. Along with Yugure, there were two other founding members, and two more would soon join them. These five later became the first of the Five Star Knight Commanders. First, they were but a fellowship of roaming heroes, saving, and protecting people weaker than them all around the world. Through these acts of heroism, they constantly gained new followers, and the best of these followers would be knighted. At the time, no one micronation’s seal of knighthood was any more official than another’s so the early Star Knights made do with their knighthoods coming from a consensus of what Chivalry was, and if someone well embodied it. ...
Vitoroy had not been looking forward to this trip, preferring home above anything else in the world. But the summers were the only time he got to see his father, and every year Vitoroy thought he could finally figure out what he wanted out of life by spending time away from home. Every year, that did not turn out to be true, even Vitoroy was not sure why he kept going. Perhaps he just wanted to make his mother happy, let her know that her son was not a total shut in, but it did not make Vitoroy dread the trip any less. It was not the heat of the desert heat that worried him, all dwarves even half-breeds had internal temperature regulation. It was just having to be away from his mountain, or even his father’s house, away from any semblance of home that made Vitoroy uncomfortable. But now, now Vitoroy was there at the dig, marveling at the massive tent that surrounde...
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