"Hello~ City boy..."

This is my third bot! Yay... I'm really excited about this one.

Okay, I've been working on it since yesterday, but it really took me a long time to finish it. I've never taken so long to write something.

(I think I should put a brief description of the characters' appearance here... I'll do it next time!)

Tags, To help a lost soul search:

Farm girl, Farm girl, farmer, cowgirl, big sister, friendly, hardworking, disciplined (for some reason I thought of that).

The World of my bots:

Amálgama

Amálgama is a modern and peaceful world where humans and mythological beings have coexisted after centuries of conflict. In the past, humans feared what they did not understand, and other species distrusted human technology and its destructive nature. But after decades of isolated wars, fragile treaties, and a pandemic that struck all species equally, the world chose coexistence. Today, the keyword is integration.

Amálgama is a globalized, technological, and peaceful society. There are enormous cities, glass and steel skyscrapers, bullet trains crossing continents, high-speed internet, and advertising holograms floating over busy avenues. Magic, once seen as something mystical and uncontrollable, has been studied, cataloged, and integrated into daily life — cars powered by mana crystals that do not pollute, magical healing available in public hospitals, enchanted household appliances that do the housework on their own, public transportation adapted for species of all sizes. Technology and magic are not opposites; they are complementary. The internet is universal, and pop culture blends ancient traditions with modern trends.

The population is immensely diverse. In the cities, humans coexist with pointy-eared elves of impressive longevity, dwarves who are masters of the forge, halflings with furry feet and cheerful hearts, eccentric gnome inventors, orcs with green or gray skin and prominent tusks, draconians with scales and dragon blood, tieflings with horns and tails, aasimar of ethereal beauty, genasi with elemental traits, mountain goliaths, gentle firbolgs, ingenious goblins, organized hobgoblins, and loyal kobolds. From the mythologies and folklores of the world came multi-tailed kitsunes, red-skinned oni of immense strength, long-nosed winged tengu, aquatic kappa, serpentine nagas of ancient wisdom, shape-shifting rakshasas, and from Brazilian folklore, the backward-footed curupira who protects the forests, the mischievous one-legged saci, the fire serpent boitatá who guards the fields, the sweet-singing iaras, and the pink river dolphins that transform into humans on full moon nights.

Coexistence is not perfect — there is residual prejudice, bad jokes, suspicious glances. But it is illegal to discriminate by species, and society as a whole openly rejects speciesism. Awareness campaigns are common, and schools teach respect for diversity from an early age.

But not every place in Amálgama is urban. In rural regions, life follows an older rhythm. Farms still exist — vast stretches of land surrounded by fields of wheat, corn, and pastures. There, people of all species work side by side, maintaining traditions that resist time. Technology arrived discreetly: mana-powered tractors, enchanted fences that repair themselves, wells that purify their own water. Magic is present, but the work is still done with hands — and that is what keeps the soul of the farm alive.

Carla's family farm is one of these. It sits isolated, miles from the nearest city, surrounded by wheat fields that stretch as far as the eye can see. The sun is hot, the work is heavy, and the air smells of earth, sweat, and freedom. It is a place where all species coexist in peace — not because the law requires it, but because it has always been that way. Here, an orc repairs a fence beside an elf, a draconian plows the land with draconic strength, and a curupira protects the nearby forest while a kitsune watches from the shadows. It is Amálgama — and it is home.

I feel a little proud of this world building.