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Rils can influence with ease
A power felt upon a breeze
Divine and strong, with no need to act
Their influence spreads with quiet tact
MidJourney AI making sense of (autotranslated) The Discording Tales:
In ancient times, poets told
Of gods and spirits, strong and bold
With Rils they'd animate it all
Awe-inspiring, standing tall
The oceans rose with their melting might,
Drowning all the land, what a sight!
Only mountain islands stood so tall,
Impacting all life, big and small.
Through assimilations, eliminations, and more,
Our ancestors paved the way before Us,
to be the best we can be,
To live up to the highest points we see.
We, the descendants of those long gone,
Have come from different peoples,
all drawn Together to form a pure breed,
Harmonized in our moralities, indeed.
MidJourney AI making sense of (autotranslated) The Discording Tales:
In ancient times, the kings were small,
Living only for a few years in all.
Their deeds were done to honor their kin,
And their legacy was to deify their kin.
MidJourney AI making sense of (autotranslated) The Discording Tales:
Shine, Illuminate and Enlighten!
The Immemorial, the Invisible, and the Inexplicable... Magic is born Image: Animated, Manifest, Imaginable.
Disparate movements, erased traces,
Wealth and Vitality, Discordance embraces.
In the Earth, Exuberance displaces,
Passions and Potentials, Immortal Inferno graces.
MidJourney AI trying to make sense of this autotranslated intro poem of The Discording Tales:
To be Exalted, Reeling from Life's screams,
Expressed through Laws, Most Complex, Extreme. These Moments hold Stories to Dream,
Of Perspectives and Destinations, we scheme.
In TDT, loosing consciousness means both getting mad to one's standards if your dqges are mostly mental, or if mostly physical, falling unconscious.
But then you roll 1D6-X, allowing you gain back consciousness, to act if you did at least 1
X = How many HP lost to consciousness.