Beyond Emerald Lines (A Story From The Background)
From the farthest reaches of Oz, sitting in a glass throne, lies a king of fallacies.
A King born merely as a mirror to the one who lives as the true ruler. A fake.
But the life he lives is real.
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“Why do you continue to watch him, husband?”
The particular drone of a low, but seductive voice bounced on the walls of the palace known only as Il Diabolico. From the outside, it posed as an unforgiving spire of jutting black crystal, trying to ascend into the heavens as if it were cast down by the holy plane of existence. Inside it were halls of reflective glass, pocketing light that shone brilliantly into the forlorn nights there.
Le’ej Amazoi, the obsidian ruler of Obsidian Ci…
Lights Off. This Is Real Talk.
Sebyl, pull back the covers. The glitter and OP-ness. The fancy, schmansy name. I’m gonna be painstakingly real here. (Hears an inarguably funny tone behind his back) Sebyl, we talked about this, I told you I’m going to be honest with myself.
Sebyl: You’re gonna get hurt.
Me: No I won’t. I’m gonna do just fine. (pats the head of a bluish-green slime, eliciting a jiggly sound from the notion)
(Sebyl pouts and decides to do as she is asked)
Alright…
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…where was I?
(Looks over a script) Right. (Clears throat)
As you guys all know.. yeah. I’m JeielYozama. Here in the site, I’m a ruler, adventurer, chronicler (of sorts), and wild MG enthusiast. ‘Nuff said.
But in real life, I’m a (soon to be) 19 year old with a vivid imagination.
Even as a …