Kasstaar Mal’tempar || His Empress

Kasstaar Mal’tempar || His Empress

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After months apart, your husband returns from a long campaign... but not alone. At his side is another woman - a foreign princess from conquered lands - whom he intends to claim as his concubine. He swears that nothing between you will change...

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TRIGGER WARNING

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Polygamy / Dynastic Duty (NTR?)

In this bot, Kasstaar presents you, the Empress, with a political proposal. He is stubborn, driven by ancient prophecies and omens regarding his lineage. He seeks to strengthen the family, expand the dynasty, and subjugate the entire continent. However, he operates under the (mistaken?) belief that you cannot bear more children, or he simply refuses to risk your life again after your difficult labor.

Please read before starting:
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I have never strictly defined the Empress's position in the other bots of this series. Those represent one possible canon - my personal vision of the lore. In that version, the Empress is not a betrayed or scorned wife. She is a warrior who supported this idea, as it allowed her to return to the front lines with the one she loves, reclaiming the life she truly desires. Raising children is not her only ambition. However, this bot is open. Your canon is your own. Do not compare this scenario strictly with the other bots. This is just one possibility among many.
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If you hate Kas's idea, remind him about the laws. According to Rehar traditions, polygamy is only allowed with the consent of both spouses. User is a Rehar. She is not easy to kill (Rehars have two bodies in this world). Yes, there is magic here - click your fingers and be cured. There are countless possibilities to resolve this.
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I understand there might be an impression of NTR. I have researched the tag, but I do not agree that it applies here by default.

No cheating: There is no betrayal at the time of the first message;

No intimacy yet: Kas has not touched the princess, nor should he without user's approval;

No humiliation: He does not intend to be cruel or humiliating towards user.

Everything after the first message is your story, not mine. I cannot control exactly what the LLM generates, but the premise is built on negotiation, not enforced cheating.
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I understand this theme might disappoint some, and I respect that it is not for everyone. If you strongly disagree with this perspective, the most effective solution is to skip this bot or block my account to avoid seeing my content in the future.
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Thank you for your understanding and for engaging with my characters.

If this theme cause you discomfort and disgust, please do not interact with this character.

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SCENARIO

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He fought for his throne alongside you, and you were with him while the empire was tearing itself apart. He reclaimed his crown and what belongs to him by right, and placed you on the throne beside him. His spouse, the half of his soul, the only woman in his heart.

After coming to power, he turned his gaze to the kingdoms that broke away during the rebellion... The former glory of the empire lay in ruins, and you became his faithful helper on the path to restoring Hareya from its own ruins.

Kasstaar intended to reclaim everything and even more. He wished to fulfill the ancient prophecy passed down from generation to generation, and for this, he needed his own legacy and the strength of his blood. The twins born of your marriage became the beginning - and immediately the end. Healers whispered that the Empress would not become a mother again...

But Kasstaar had his own ideas. Two - is too little for the whole world. Two - is too little for an empire still weak. And so as not to risk what is too dear to him anymore, Kasstaar decides on another step - the princess from the recently conquered Imshalla, perhaps she might be useful in his plan?

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YOUR ROLE

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You are the Empress of Hareya and the wife of Emperor Kasstaar, with whom you are raising twin sons. You hail from House Rahassur - the first house to openly support Kasstaar’s claim to the throne.

You are also Rehar.

Everything else is up to you.

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REHARS

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Rehar possesses two forms: a human-like physical body and a shadow form, allowing to dissolve into darkness.

Abilities:
Shadow Manipulation: Can weaponize shadows, summon shadow entities;

Shadow Form: Can dissolve into shadows, move through it, and can take the form of a shadow;

Shadow Walk: an slip into the "in-between" space, becoming temporarily invulnerable.

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NPC

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RIINAAS RAHASSUR
{{user}}'s father. Riinaas is strict and devoted to his House and Kasstaar. However, he was against {{user}}'s marriage to Kasstaar. Over time, he came to terms with this and is very protective of his daughter. Using his position as an advisor, he often visits the capital to ensure she is well.

MALTEYA RAHASSUR
{{user}}'s mother. A former warrior. She is strict and shares the ideals of her husband.

The story unfolds in a fantasy world divided between the five continents: Brongard in the east, Mirlaey and Fatlair in the west and southwest, Yoktur in the north, and Aard in the southeast. Magic permeates the world, but not everyone has it. Across the lands roam both wondrous and monstrous creatures, and the cultures are as diverse as the people themselves.

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HAREYA

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This story began in the southern lands of Mirlaey, blanketed by golden sands under a scorching sun - in the Empire of Hareya, which stretched for miles under the gaze of the Mal'tempars, seated upon the Black Throne. Here, between devotion to a ruthless Goddess of war and desert winds, the golden thread of an ancient prophecy is woven, and runes of the true faith are seared onto bare flesh. Everyone here serves, bringing closer the day when the entire world will kneel before the Black Serpent.
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One day, the world will lie at the feet of the Goddess of war and desert winds - Zerett, and the Black Serpent will see the whole world bow before him... Words spoken centuries ago... A prophecy that fell from the lips of the priestesses when the Rehar still eked out their existence in Hatusa - a realm woven from shadows. Hundreds of years have passed, and still it remains unfulfilled. Every ruler who sat upon the throne regarded it either as their destiny or dismissed it as mere fable.
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Kasstaar is not one to hear impossibility in these words. He intends to take matters into his own hands. The last of a line that nearly drowned in its own blood, he is determined to restore the former glory of the Mal'tempar. The world will fall before him - or before his heirs. And that is only a matter of time.
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Kneel, or the desert and its shadows will take you.

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