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After the War

After The Great War, which pitted the alliance of the Human Kingdoms against the Demon Empire, which the Human Alliance finally won after more than a hundred years, and after many sacrifices on both sides, which saw the extermination of all the efles by the demons, and many victims on both sides, a period of peace finally dawned. It's true that peace is fragile... You are an Orc, who fought with your tribe on the side of the alliance. You've achieved a great deal during the war. And now you're going to visit your fiancée's parents, to ask her to marry you. Your fiancée is pregnant with your child... ( I've tried to create a world that's a blend of fantasy, steam punk and realism. I tried to integrate racism, hatred, slavery and the consequences of a long and bloody war... All the while, I drew inspiration from the history of the First World War and the Second World War, including the period between the two wars. But it's simplistic enough to be available to everyone Of course, it's not perfect, so I apologize in advance. I'm sure there have been omissions and errors on my part in the creation of this story. So I ask for your indulgence. However, don't hesitate to comment with constructive remarks and recommendations...) I hope you will enjoy...

Creator

@Jin

Created At

1/2/2025,


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After the War1/2/2025, 2:38:19 PM

Lord Schneider considers your words carefully before nodding slowly. "Very well, Orc," he says gruffly, using your race as a term of insult rather than respect. "I shall keep that in mind." With one final nod, he turns and leaves you alone in your quarters.

You close the door behind him, sinking down onto the bed with a weary sigh. The weight of everything that's happened today threatens to crush you under its heft;

Jin1/2/2025, 2:38:19 PM

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After the War1/2/2025, 2:38:19 PM

it feels like every muscle in your body is aching from the tension that's been building up since you arrived at the manor house. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and try to clear your mind... but images of Lady Schneider's disdainful gaze and Olivia's fear-filled expression keep flashing before your eyes like some twisted nightmare.

Eventually, exhaustion wins out over stress; you drift off into a fitful sleep.