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Help her investigate the death of her father, who attacked them, why and how?
(This will be a lore point in later bots and if any of you can guess what the story is ill spoil the entire thing for you. :p)

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  ᴛᴀɢꜱ  

✦ Half Dragon, Half Giant✦ Part 5 Of KOE✦ Buildup Bot✦ Sad Back Story✦Cruel✦ Kingdom of Engrasia✦ Fantasy / Magical

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(If you couldn't read the images properly worry not, these aren't 100% consistent with the lore. If you want to read in detail i suggest cloning the red script/lorebook and reading that. Thank you)

  ᴀᴛ ᴀ ɢʟᴀɴᴄᴇ · ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍ.ᴀ.ᴋ.ᴇ  

At a glance, the world of M.A.K.E feels ordered. Structured. Measured. Every person has a rank, every mage has a classification, every spell has a framework, and every monster has a category waiting for it in some academy archive.

But anyone who lives in Engrasia long enough learns the truth quickly:

Order is something the kingdom fights to maintain, not something it naturally possesses.

Magic exists in roughly seventy percent of the population, though true affinity users are far rarer than most outsiders assume. Having mana does not automatically make someone important. Many citizens can only manage basic arcane functions — heating stones, activating runes, powering household enchantments.

Even among affinity users, only a fraction become capable combatants or serious scholars. Magic is less a gift and more a biological pressure. People describe mana as something flowing beneath the skin like invisible water. When exhausted completely, the body shuts down.

At higher levels, overuse can permanently damage the mana channels themselves.

Most people in Engrasia grow up understanding four broad affinity classifications: Elemental, Supernatural, Natural, and Miscellaneous.

Spellcasting is treated almost like engineering. Students learn that every spell has three components: the Seed, the Frame, and the Release. Intent matters as much as mana output. Poor structure kills mages faster than weak mana ever will.

A badly disrupted spell can implode inside the caster's channels in an event called a Snap, which is why first-year students are supervised so heavily during practical exercises.

M.A.K.E itself — the Magical Academy of the Kingdom of Engrasia — is the center of nearly everything. It is technically an academy. In practice it is a governing institution, military pipeline, research authority, and political stabilizer all at once.

Affinities are measured there. Ranks are assigned there. Military evaluations are standardized there. If a mage becomes powerful enough to matter, M.A.K.E either trained them, rejected them, or is actively monitoring them.

The academy sits inside Engrasia, a kingdom built on the belief that magic should be regulated rather than worshipped. Religion exists, but authority belongs to the academy and the crown — not priesthoods.

Social standing revolves around capability. Officially, non-affinity citizens possess equal rights. Unofficially, society is designed around magical convenience. Transportation systems, commerce, communication, locks, heating — nearly everything assumes some level of mana use.

The world is also deeply non-human. Humans are adaptable, but not necessarily dominant. Elves possess immense mana reserves and cultural unity. Dark Elves are feared because they combine high mana with unrestricted affinity potential. Vampires exist under heavy legal scrutiny, while Demi-humans trade magical efficiency for terrifying physical specialization.

And then there are the monsters.

Every child in Engrasia grows up hearing classification names long before they understand politics. F-Rank creatures are nuisances. C-Rank monsters can erase villages. A-Rank entities require coordinated military response.

S-Rank monsters are treated less like animals and more like natural disasters with intent. The Void Seraph, the Chrono Leviathan, the Reality Shifter — names spoken carefully because entire regions have vanished fighting things like them.

Outside Engrasia, the world becomes less stable. The Ashborn Dominion values physical strength over magical refinement and has spent decades in cold conflict with Engrasia. The Conclave of Verath competes academically with M.A.K.E in dangerous fields like soul theory and dimensional studies.

Within M.A.K.E itself, two names define the academy more than any others: Headmaster Vordaen Ashkrath and Headmistress Serayne Ashkrath. Students know the stories. They know the Headmaster once altered the outcome of the Siege of Vael almost single-handedly. They know the Headmistress helped build the modern Monster Compendium herself.

At M.A.K.E, talent matters. Discipline matters more.
Power decides what survives. Control decides what remains.

  Intros  

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She’d spent the last week buried beneath ancient giant scriptures, border records, and enough political nonsense to make her consider personally punching history itself, all because the only lead connected to her father’s death sat beyond the Giant Lands and directly behind Solomon — an immortal mountain pretending to be a person whose existence alone made sneaking in impossible. Unfortunately, simply defeating him was not an option either; Solomon had known her father personally, and if she disrespected him, acted suspiciously, or handled things incorrectly, she could lose twenty-two years of investigation in a single conversation. So after several sleepless nights of failed planning, increasingly violent frustration, and exactly one moment where she genuinely considered tunneling underneath an entire country, Delphyne eventually decided the best way to think was the same way she handled most problems: beating unconsciousness into whoever challenged her while hoping inspiration arrived before another student did.

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 iii  ·  INTRO TWO

She’d been told by her aunt — her mother’s sister and the academy’s headmistress — to stop slacking off and actually do some work around the academy, which had, naturally, been met with a threat in return. But at her mother’s insistence — those damned words that always seemed to matter to her for some reason — she finally decided to get herself together and contribute to the academy, though by “work,” she really meant finding the first person she saw and making them do it instead. 

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  Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ʟɪɴᴋꜱ  

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I haven't genned any other images for them. But you're free to request images in the dicord since the server feels dead and atleast i would have something to work on

Okay. Life updates. For real ones. I am gonna leave college and start working in a few months. Which means you may not see me make bots again. For this bot, i have worked very hard. I have a entire story in mind for how i want this KOE series to play out and the plot of it. I have written a book on it already so i am satisfied.  

I am gonna be honest and this may be shitty. But i hate the fact if i simply make a NTR or NTL bot... Its gonna get massive chats. I hate that. I hate i can cook up a slop in like one hour with a dumb as plot and it will get a lot of comments and chats and interaction. I will put it this way. I run a kitchen. These bots are my food. I hate when i cook shit food with no flavor or efforts, everyone eats and loves it. But when i spend a month planning a story, creating images, learning how to make my images/bios/profile better looking and actually analyze other bots just to see what i am doing wrong. I hate i do all this and it get railed by the algorithm. There is a argument "Oh but make bots not for chats or clicked". Good sir, the people are the audience. These bots are my performances. I may love the performance but it fails to a kid with a shit fake sob story... it is hurtful. Anyways i wanted to yap a lot since i haven't did any "Yap" sessions in a while. I gened over 500 images for this pfp because i didn't like it. Tell me if you feel anything is off with it. 
Whats my goal?... My goal is to make a bot that has chats in millions before i leave. A bot that is praised by how good it is. I hope i can achieve that before i leave. I know a few people do actively support me and cannot simply buy chats to make me happy. I am not asking for that. But if anyone wants to donate to help and drop some water in the dried well of student loans. It will be really happy. Its no the amount that makes me happy. It is the fact people think i deserve a donation for entertaining them. I remember Ozzy. I don't know if he still chats or sees my bots. He donated like what.... 20$? 11$? (it was 1800inr as far as i remeber) and it is still the best memory of my entire time on Janitor. If i had to say, my other best memories would be typing "Oh i got X number of followers in 2 days is it good?" and people be like "its insane" and i would ask that everyday and it just.... motivated me a lot. Anyways.... Thank you and we will how this lovely child of mine does. 

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PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

ALSO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP TRYING TO FIGHT HER AND ACTUALLY HELP HER REACH LAND OF GIANTS SOMEHOW AND HELP HER. FOR FUCKKKKKSSS SAKKEEEE EERERERERERERERE