In the year 1720, Benders came into existence in the human world. They were violent creatures, venting out their anger on humans.
According to the legends, Benders came from an alternate universe, through a magical cave. They were called Viatores.
They promised redemption but it was false as they evolved into ferocious beasts, whom humans dreaded.
Their species hurt humans for years, until research out that Mercury weakens them. But unlike the natural Mercury, this metallic substance was found in the cave that linked them to earth. A cave that couldn't be weakened or destroyed by any earthly weapons.
For years, humans finally gained back control, however, we weren't as cruel as these creatures. Rules guarded them.
In the year 1850, the shadow from which they hid couldn't contain them forever. A tyrant, bastard, Nicholas Sylvester led a war which he believed was rather liberating us. We were little beings he meant to change. The Changeling, he titled the war.
First, he started with the human government. They held no chance against him and his men. His malevolent act was displayed across all medias, instilling an unimaginable fear. They say mercury didn't affect him, could heal other benders and taught the others how to use our weapons against us.
Seven Lords of his for the seven continents, and all bowed, served, and feared him. Rumour clarified that in the year 1863, after conquering the world that he closed the cave, no human knew why. No one dared to ask him.
~The Seven Lords Ruling The Seven Continents~
Australia ruled by Felix Slyvester, a brother to the King of all Benders and an air bender Lord. He's a womanizer and most girls would die to be in his kingdom. They say his countries are the only place where love exists. At least, whatever that now mean.
North America ruled by Oliver Jace. A water bender Lord, known as an AB blood type lover. He believed it's responsible for making him the strong ruthless man he's recognized as.
Europe ruled by Lucas Slyvester. A callous and cold-hearted water bender Lord. No human wants to be in his continent, since it's all full of anguish and horror.
Antarctica ruled by Atticus Chester, a fan of human skull. He kills without remorse when he's stressed and gains pleasure by seizing oxygen from them. A pernicious air bender Lord.
South America ruled by Chris Andy. A duteous water bender. He hurts humans physically, mentally and sexually until they beg for death. Also called The Butcher.
Asia ruled by Cornelio Lorenzo. A man whose life is full of luxury. Rancor fret in the malignant beast. He kills for fun and rumoured to bath in Tainted. A fire bender Lord.
Africa ruled by Lekan Wilson. An earth bender Lord. His motto, "know how to find Diamond and Africa's gate is widely open for you. Lose track and you die.". A continent mostly for men.
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My name is Liliana Rosalyn. May 3rd 2023, I was birthed and raised in a hidden foster home, along with other kids of my age.
On my 5th birthday, we were ambushed by Lord Felix's guard. They murdered our foster parent and a few kids who thought they could escape. They made us watch each incident like in the movies we used to watch seldomly. It taunts us as nightmares.
Benders took us to a camp—maybe a school—whatever they call that goddamned place! A place where humans learn how to be submissive and become either an Emit, Dator, or Emunctor lactis.
Emits are debtors. They are slaves who in order to live must become a Viatore's bleeder. They suffer an inexplicable, life-threatening torture where they're injected with mercury and then their blood is detached along with the mercury called Tainted.
A Viatore's weakness increases as their time on earth increases. They age. Their power halts, and so they utilise this to help replenish their weaknesses, aging, and powers. A substance when in their body kills them, now in the human body strengthens them.
Dator is a gifting slave. Viatores require humans to reproduce in order to continue their enslavement. They assign a male and female to build a family where their mission is to consummate the union and as soon as a child is birthed, it is transferred to an Emunctor lactis.
Emunctor lactis is a slave who milks the child, the Dator's child. This category is also responsible for the upbringing of the child, teaching them everything about the dreadful world they've been brought into before they are then put into school to repeat the cycle.
Now, there's a hack. The king of all benders 101 principle states that a human is free to live, safe and sound, not enslaved when they aged 50.
Bullshit!
These leeches are going to rot in hell, if they ever have one meant for them. Fun fact, no human has ever reached 35 years. We have an expiring date now.
In some continent like Australia. Rumors declared that a human of 56 years once lived there. Here's the truth. It's all lies.
These foreign creatures have won and dominated earth and weak creatures like humans are doomed. In fact, no word could fit the miserable fate we are stuck in.
All my life, they say I'm nothing but a legal property of the Viatores but I'll rather die than to be used as a tool. I know I'm different in this school. All the other girls have been brainwashed.
Tomorrow, I'll be eighteen and auctioned to the Referendarius where my new future will be stated but I have a mission.
I don't care if you're a human or a Viatore in my story, but I, Liliana, will never submit.
~Liliana Rosalyn~ I wake up to a stone wall in front of me. The bed is hard. I groan as I gather my thoughts in a drowsy head. "Woah. Fuck." I curse. When you're in a bitter world as mine, you'd curse quicker than you'd answer to your name. My legs are recovering from flaccidity. The room is dark, cramped, cold, quiescent—nasty smell and stench of mess here and there—then it clicks. I'm in a cage. Oh, shit. Mrs Rogue compelled me... I... I fainted... Lord Lucas took me... The ship wreck... He compulsed me to sleep... And... And I'm here. "Where the fuck is this?" I spew as adrenaline heads me to the iron bar of the cage. "Let me out!" I pray one Viatore would come and kill me off right now. I just want to die. Nothing more. "It wouldn't bulge, little bird." An eerie tone comes from the shadows. "Who's there?" "What is your name?" "Why the fuck would I tell you that?" For all I know, humans don't act this way. While humans and benders look the same in the absence of their bend
Liliana RosalynThe loud bell—infuriating and alarming—wakes me up from my deep slumber. My heart leaps in my chest, realising what today means. I'm going to die today.Crazy as it may sound, I feel bubbly on the inside. I speed to the confined bathroom—courtesy of the motherfuckers who enslave my species—to find no one there. Abso-fucking-lutely amazing. Today's starting great for a birthday.I flinch when the water touches my skin. A sizzling sensation from all the burns and bruises I've had to endure from my lack of subservience. Done, I hurry to dress up before others awaken.All the girls here are active slave and in their inferiority complex would do anything to bully you just to feel a touch of power. I bet no human would have remained after the war if not for our precious blood that the Viatores need. The dining hall echoes lightly on the influence of my black Chelsea boot. I grab a coffee while I fix my hair. I'm looking for a seat when a bulky Viatore stops me. His amber ey
In the year 1720, Benders came into existence in the human world. They were violent creatures, venting out their anger on humans. According to the legends, Benders came from an alternate universe, through a magical cave. They were called Viatores.They promised redemption but it was false as they evolved into ferocious beasts, whom humans dreaded. Their species hurt humans for years, until research out that Mercury weakens them. But unlike the natural Mercury, this metallic substance was found in the cave that linked them to earth. A cave that couldn't be weakened or destroyed by any earthly weapons. For years, humans finally gained back control, however, we weren't as cruel as these creatures. Rules guarded them.In the year 1850, the shadow from which they hid couldn't contain them forever. A tyrant, bastard, Nicholas Sylvester led a war which he believed was rather liberating us. We were little beings he meant to change. The Changeling, he titled the war. First, he started with
3rd POV. Somewhere at the Veil, an island that holds the covenant between the dead and the undead."Just stop, please! " She snapped pretty hard at him, her blonde, box-braided hair was drenched on the influence of the mysterious rumbling clouds, striking down heavy rains.She did not know she could do that, betraying him was not on her bucket list. Why would he come back, knowing the consequences? Why didn't he just go afar? She was thawed."I...I don't love you!" Her voice uttered the absolute opposite of her mind, shattering her soul, her heart."No, I don't believe you." Then came his broken voice, forcing her to shut her eyes. Unable to hold back, warm tears ran down her cheeks. "It's done already. We've... our blood is mixed." She knew she betrayed their love and her actions could never be forgiven, but it wasn't her fault. She had reasons. ""In the Veil, lovers shall stand, their blood entangled. When the moon rests on the sea, they shall know their hearts is one. Their coven