24/10/2025
๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง (๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐)
โYour crown is grounded in reality,โ They would say, โYou have no time for dreams and idle time for fantasies.โ. They disregard the world behind my mind, the wonder entwined with the fantasies I made - one where I dreamed to be human. I want to be free as one and to be as mortal as I can be, where I live as if it was my last. I wanted to live at the edge of my life - to enjoy the thrills of mortality.
However, I was not human and I was something that humans would consider a ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฆ. I have many chances, many lives, and infinite time to do with my life as I wished. Yet, I was chained by the broken crown that my family forced upon me - one where I rule over this godforsaken realm of this so-called balance.
I felt my own creativity forcibly taken away in favor of the harsh realities of a kingdom. Say what you want to say about ruling over a kingdom of ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, but it was not as colorful as tales would say. I already made sure my siblings escaped a dull fate. However, I stayed here while others lived not caring about what could have become of them.
Finally, my escape to the human realm could shape my own destiny - away from everyoneโs expectations. No longer will I be a stiff princess of pure dullness, where I felt like a puppet under othersโ strings. I am my own puppet - one with ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐, ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, the ability to initiate ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐ by myself, and the ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ of those who sought freedom. My creativity was, but a medium to my dreams and imaginations - to the endless wonder of someone who was eternally a child.
I arrived in the human world, feeling the grass underneath my feet. I saw the true blue skies coating the world in the sky godsโ embrace. I could smell the distant scent of the fragrant flowers. I could feel the gaze of humans, who stared at me with wonder. I could taste the salt from the seas ahead of us. I could hear their songs, their murmurs, and singing winds.
โKamahalan,โ They seem to say, โHiraya.โ
Yet, immortality births ๐๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ to modern day problems, ignoring plights that trouble beyond what they asked for. My very creative soul sought ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ญ to believe what the human world was capable of. My soul - whether they may be human or not - still oversees ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, caused by centuries worth of wars and betrayal. Still, my soul slept as the ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ก won over what I really wanted for my world. However, my ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ bred indifference, so I sought to make a difference.
Time passed until the world of magic resurfaced, led by our songs and our battles. The skies grew dimmer and nature grew demanding penitence for humanityโs hubris. Under the pen name Braille, I sought dominance over my creativity and the ability to give everyone voices, especially the children that used to look at me with stars. I had dreamed that someday, all will look under the same eyes, but of different thoughts and ideals.
โReality is cruel,โ I once sang, for my anger does not have a mask on my face. Forever indifferent, I dreaded as I was doomed to show a mask of apathy to the plight of humanity. In reality, I feared how their epilogues would be written. I feared for reality, for something I had no control over.
Humans wage wars for the most petty reasons. The power of lies was used to keep knowledge in their midst. It was a kingdom - one where its king puppeteers everyone foolish enough to bite their hand. I had realized that someone who is eternally a child - such as myself - would be subject to reality one way or another.
Then, I realized that this was my ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ - one where lies and truth are forever entwined as knowledge. It was one where creativity rules over and the freedom to say how I wished prevailed over the oppressions. I will be the kamahalan that the world demands, so minds would not be oppressed and the world of creativity prevails.
I establish my kingdom in reality, where my crown is grounded in the name of humanity, freedom, and creativity. The ink will forever stain its walls. The writings on the walls foretell the folly of life - whether creature, human, or spirit. The flags serve as a warning to those who threaten all walks of life to be silent and to live under fear.
โI am Hiraya.โ I declared, raising my sword, โNever waver to the cruelties of reality!โ.
