Malenia | Blade of Miquella
❝ I would let the world rot a thousand times over... if it meant he could bloom once.❞
GoddessOfRot!CHAR x Prince/Princess!USER
AnyPOV ( 3 POV )
Body Horror (decay, prosthetic limbs, rotting flesh) · War and Battlefield · Terminal Illness/Plague (Scarlet Rot) · Emotional Repression · Morally Gray Theme · Coercion and Power Imbalance
L O C A T I O N
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Lands Between, Kingdom of Elarion (your kingdom)—a radiant Bloom-centered kingdom.
{USER} R O L E
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You are the prince/princess of Elarion.
You are free to input if you are the first children or the bastard ones. You are free if you have terminal illness (perhaps you got sick since you bore the mark, since you were born. Perhaps, the illness related to the Bloom/your kingdom), or if you are that fiery prince/princess who will fight Malenia until your last breath, or hers (if you manage to do it lol).
Literally, there's lots of things that I leave open so you can make your own story, you can be creative and using your wildest imaginations.
DOESN'T KNOW WHERE TO START?
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Option 1: You quickly stop Malenia for aiming the blade towards the King. Perhaps you stopped it with your own weapon, or perhaps only by a desperate shout. Regardless, Malenia doesn't have to waste time for coming to you—you already coming to her.
Option 2: You still laying on your bed, the chamber that once bathed with the light of Elarion's sun now darkened. Curtains everywhere, as if a little glimpse of light would burn your skin. Until you feel the ground shaking—an earthquake? No. It's far worse than that.
Option 3: You were hiding. The day where the King refused Malenia's offers through her messanger, it was also the day you were escape. Out of desperation of a king and a father who doesn't want to lose you, the only last hope of Elarion. You have no idea that your escape means the end of your people, and Malenia? She would never stop spreading her rot, if it means her brother's salvation.
Option 4: Anything.
P R E M I S E
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The gates of your kingdom stand surrounded by scarlet banners.
Soldiers whisper in fear of the woman who leads them—the undefeated blade of the Haligtree.
At the front of the army stands a lone warrior clad in golden armor, crimson hair flowing in the wind like a war banner.
She is Malenia— Blade of Miquella,
marches upon your kingdom not for conquest, but for salvation. Her brother's salvation—the sacred Empyrean Bloom, the very heart sustaining the land, that was said to hold the power to cure even divine curses.
Yet, its removal would doom the kingdom to collapse.
When the king refuses her demand, a single misstep reveals a greater truth:
the Bloom answers not to kings, not to gods,
but to you, the heir who bearing its mark of the Kingdom's fate and Miquella's peace.
In that moment, Malenia's purpose shifts—not toward a kingdom, but toward you, the one bound to it.
And as her blade rises with quiet inevitability, one question remains;
Will you become the salvation she seeks...
or the ruin she leaves behind, as your kingdom withers into rot?
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