Didn't do anything yesterday. I expect I won't do very well with keeping consistency in the next few months; I've always followed a pattern of 'write a lot for about 1-2 months, don't write shit for 4-6', and habits are hard to change. But Imma keep trying. Fail your way to success and whatnot. Especially since I now have to write a legit book due to telling someone I involuntarily admire that I'm in the process of doing that - for reasons I can no longer recall or comprehend - and being more willing to put myself through excessive stress rather than admit I was lying. Anyway, here's another demigod thing.
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[] The Blind Prince
For ages, your people have been a scourge upon the world. From the mountain kingdom of Armias, the minotaurs have amassed vast armies and struck out at the world again and again, king after king throwing his people's lives away, for gold, for glory, for honor.
A disgusting notion to one such as you, though it has kept you alive. You are Oculus, prince of Armias, and you were born crippled - a blind albino, never expected to survive his first month, it was a bitter disappointment to your kingly father when you refused to die.
His honor would not let him disavow you as his son, but neither would it let him raise you for war as his father had him when you were such an obviously poor fit. Instead you were relegated to live in the kingdom your father ostensibly runs, as he continues to wage war and attempts to sire another heir, though his loins prove barren.
As you grew, you proved to be smart as a whip, and though you had no working eyes, you could soon see plainly that the king was leading Armias to ruin, amassing enemies by the fistful and ransacking his own kingdom in search of coin to wage his endless wars. If this trend continued, your home would soon be broken by foreign empires who had learned to hate the minotaur through centuries of battle, and your people would suffer for an age, all for the sake of a stubborn old man's honor.
This cannot stand. One way or another, you must depose your father, and claim the title of King of the Minotaurs. Only then will you be able to steer your kingdom away from its impending downfall.
The Blind Prince is a freak amongst his people, the warlike minotaurs - physically frail, blind, and incapable of speaking above a whisper due to an accident of birth, he would be shunned if not for being the king's only son. Oculus is extraordinarily intelligent, and gifted with a vast capacity for magic, which he will be able to develop along one of multiple powerful paths. He resides in the mountain kingdom of Armias, a land that is heading for doom, as long war attracts enemies and weakens the kingdom. One way or another, you must assume the mantle of king and restore your land to true glory.
Oculus as he appears in the game specializes in lightning magic, but I figure I could do better as making him more of a dnd wizard-style caster as opposed to the Torchbearer's sorcerer sort of style.
