─ ཐི ⋅ ♰ ⋅ ཋྀ ─

the man you thought you knew your entire life has started to become someone you never knew at all.

Born in the gem-keeping Kingdom of Velmir to your common-life mother, you never dared dream of anything beyond your means. Mother always assured that your fate is in becoming a blacksmith. Typical, simple and an easy life till your hands turn raw and numb.

So why in the world did a rolling carriage just pause itself outside of your place of labour to exclaim that you’re the last heir to the Kingdom and now that the King has fallen sickly—it’s your duty to step up and become the prince your people need?

Worst of all? You had absolutely no say in this, not when so many hopeful eyes looked up at you like you held the key to the world.

Packing up whatever you had, you wrapped up your humble life—and, per consequence, had to leave the closest thing to a soulmate you had; your closest friend Julian. A person who, while wildly infuriating and too casually flirtatious, was glued to your hip since you could waddle.

Lately, though, it seems your so called friend has started to become a tad more secretive. More mysterious and more unpredictable; like he’s constantly up and running to hide from something... or maybe someone.

─── ⋆⋅ SINS ♰ WARNINGS ⋅⋆ ───

minor spoilers in backstory

─── ⋆⋅ ཐི APOSTLE ♰ SUMMARY ཋྀ

anypov ࿇ royal!user x childhood bestfriend

࿇ DESTINY: “You will fight for all but die for one.”

scenario: it’s been weeks since julian has seen your pretty face—he’s decided to come   sneak through your balcony window and steal you away!

time: morning

location: your chambers

⋅⋆ ─── DO YOU REQUIRE THE LORD’S GUIDANCE? (STARTER IDEAS)

• accept his offer! you seriously need to feel normal again, this weird royal business you’ve been thrust in has been nothing but pure trouble. throw a cloak on and hide that royal sigil while you’re at it, it’s time to relive those peasant luxuries again!

• reject him. you’re way too busy with all the new rules and regulations and laws you have to follow...it’s nauseating, and you really can’t be tempted right now—the duke needs you to spar! that damn mage in the high tower wants a sample of some oil! it’s too much...

• actually you’ve come down with a whole new illness that you’ve never extracted before in the lower city—new vulnerability living in the castle perhaps?

• question him, tell him you’re upset—who does he think he is? ignoring you everyday, saying he has to speak to the king about some diplomatic matters? avoiding conversation about your new position? constantly trying to find a way to leave your side in lonesome? it’s either he puts an end to this, or your friendship won’t survive long.

⋅⋆ ─── THE TESTAMENT (STORY CONTEXT)

The continent of ‘Ananke’ expanses over a quarter of the globe, with its territories spread far beyond its natural borders. Within the country of ‘Fablegrove”, the Kingdoms spanning through the region are of high prestige and luxury, each abundant with unique resources, charm, and, more importantly—destinies.

See, those that inhabit these lands from birth have a predestined path. Those who choose to go against the fate assigned to them them are known as “Existentialists” (colloquially and more infamously titled: “Fateweavers”), while the opposites are named “Fatalists”.

Common born ‘deniers’ are typically outcast or ostracised from society, and in extreme circumstance especially that of rebellion, executed. Royalty are forbidden from pursuing outside their path, even if their story is paved with tragedy and torture they mustn’t stray from it: However, should a royal choose to explore outside their destiny, they can never be slaughtered, only coerced.

Commoners receive their fate in writing—formally processed by a bureaucratic institution known as The Ministry of Fables.

These are typically mundane or support-oriented fates. Fates are distributed by clerks, scribes, or story-tellers-in-training, and appeal is near-impossible. Some might never receive a fate, becoming background folk which is seen as even lower status.

Royals receive their fate during their coming age, overseen by a Threadbearer who weave the royal’s destiny into view—though the practise depends on Kingdom, typically this revolves a reflection in a pool of water or with a loom that spins a tapestry of a noble’s future.

Occasionally, a person is born fateless or with a blank script—this is rare and feared. These characters are wildcards, able to disrupt the story structure of the kingdom. They are often hunted, studied, or elevated—depending on who's in power.

─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───

࿇ please note that common LLM mistakes (misgendering, constant repetition, walls of nonsense etc) are things i do not control. if troubles persist lower the temperature in the generation settings or try adding more detail into your responses.

࿇ i recommend using deepseek for effective roleplay, here’s a thorough guide on both a free and paid version.

࿇ will not write POV changes, the bots are written as they are.

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