KingdomWatcher

= KingdomWatcher: =

Introduction:
Most stories begin how a person goes from a Zero to a Hero, or how they changed this broken world. Sadly I am not like that. I haven't changed that much but the world did. My name KingdomWatcher isnt my real name, its a code name I like to use. My real name is Frizo, named after a prince that died a terrible death. Luckily I haven't met that fate yet, but as each day passes the chance increases of indeed meeting that fate. I like to build large buildings and think of a way to help others. Now I am offically considerd a lord in the Kingdom of Chance, and I am the leader of Fordor. Its a great achievement at least. But now lets go deeper into the details.

Appearance and Details:
My appearance looks like a girl with Pink hair and with an average height, also a bit armoured and having a Ponytail hair but in reality I am boy. Its rather just that I am a male that likes to have a female appearance because I think its suites me well and because I think its cute.

Age: 23, Birthday 18th of December

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Favorite Food: Potato Soup

Things I like: Pacifism, Dogs, Democracy, Friends and People who help me.

Things I dislike: Forced to do something, Terrorist, Bandits, people who see themself above others and What Kartek has become.

Religion: Soleannen

Rank: Lord of Kingdom of Chance, Leader of Fordor. Old citizen of Kartek. Etc.

Height/Weight: 1.58 Meters, 48 Kg.

Titel: KingdomWatcher( Code Name), Frizo Lesser lord of Kingdom of Chance/2nd Tzardom of Arxella.

HISTORY OF FRIZO
 The day when I saw this world: 

The day I was born was special, its so special in fact that it is a human tradition to remember the day you were born. I was born like any other person, except I looked a bit more feminine then the average boy. Most people didnt even know wether I was a boy or a girl. I never really minded how I looked. My Mom was an Exorcist, she was the one defending people of scary ghost or demons. I never really was intressted in that. My dad on the other hand was a well respected man in the Army, but he had an Alcohol issue leading to a not so healthy relation between my parents. My childhood was rough, not that I hated it but I can not remember a lot about it. My dad tried to teach my the arts of the sword. But I just sucked at it. He was very dissapointed with the results I showed, as punsihment I couldnt make any friends. Neither did I go to school. Everything what I learned in life was all within my home. Well my dad learned me about religions as Soleannen and the Nations of Rathnir, my mom learned me how to control emotions and how to defend yourself from Evil spirits. But the older I got, the more I realised what this world truely is. I was disgusted how many lives were taken. I didn 't know what to expect. One Night, Bandits came into my house, I tought I lost my parents because of that. But the thing I had was fear. As the bandits came closer to me and my Mother. My dad said calm down Frizo, this is just a Nightmare. I knew he was lying, as the Bandits approached my father. They didnt realise against who they were up against. The first bandit went for the head but my dad dodged it having a clean hit on the throat with his sword of the bandit. Blood was everywhere, the second bandit was aiming at the hands. He succeeded and disarmed my father, but my father grabbed his arm and punched the bandit so hard that he fell on the ground. While the bandit was frustrated and angry, my dad was Calm and emotionless. My dad was clearly winning the battle, as the bandit tried to kick my dad. He blocked it and did such a powerfull punch in the Liver, the bandit screamed in pain laying on the ground. He grabbed the sword and killed the Bandit right there with a look without any emotion. My mom tried her best to not let me see anything of what happend. But she didn' t know, I had seen everything. The following days were silent about that night, eating with my parents was kinda uncomfortable. But my dad looked at me and said:  We have to talk my son, follow me . As I followed him I realised where we were going. The forest of Fordor. As we climbed mountians we finnaly saw the horizon. I said to him:  What do you want to talk about . He said that he wanted to apologise for his drinking problem and what happend that night. I said that it doesn't matter, and that I have already forgiven him.  You were protecting us  I said, '' why ask for Forgiveness? '' . He said that he wanted to look like a good father, not a murderer. I said: '' it was fine because your a soldier, your meant to protect us right?  . He said  yes indeed, your right ''.

 My Teen Years 

Life still was pretty much the same after that night. But this time my dad told me I can make friends with other people. I was happy to hear that and wanted to do one thing. Join the adventure Guild with just like other people. My stats were pretty low so I was training everyday to even be considerd an adventurer. I was mostly specialized in being a Priest and I joined the Guild. It had 5 Different ranks, the Copper Rank, the Iron Rank, the Gold Rank and the Netherite rank.Copper Rank being the lowest and Netherite being the highest. For now I was just copper and still didn't have a team. As days became weeks, and weeks became months no one asked me. Until one day when a badly wounded person asked for help. No one helped him, so I went to him and healed his pretty deep wounds. I am not disgusted seeing blood so for me It was easy. I did need tons of stammina and Mana, after healing was complete, I was exhausted. As I layed on the ground, person I healed said "Thank You, would U like to join our Team?  I said with a big smile:  Yes  . I feel like I have been better. In the days I was gone I send both of my parents of what I am experienceing. The day I joined the team, I felt relieved. I still had to meet the other members but the guy I healed was named  Hans van den Eddinsburg  . He was skilled in axe fighting. Hans told me to walk with and go to the other members. As I followed him, he just stopped. He kicks against a tree and out of nowhere a cave just opens. He said that this was our base. I tought how epic is this. We meet 2 other members of the Team. One named Akagi and the other Edward. Akagi is extremely skilled in Magic and Edward is very skilled with the Bow. With the four of us combined, we were the Team called  Watchers of the Kingdom '' . Because we all tought it was a cool name. As a team we were taking commissions like bringing stuff from one point to an other or defending Towns against monster or bandits. Our team was very well organized, it seemed like we could read eachothers mind. We fought countless bandits but none of them were prepared. As we climbed trough the ranks from Copper to diamond we were getting more and more popular. We all relied on the other instead of outselfs. If one of us made a mistake, mistakes were to be made. But after 6 Years of Adventuring with them, we only needed to do one last commission to get the Netherite Rank. The commission was to help rebels defend the city against an Army, the details were given so we were expecting to face countless soldiers. But we had to face 1 person. I fell to the ground when I saw it. It was my father and an entire army. I said  stop the commission, we need to stop it  . What are you Talking about Frizo said Edward. I wont fight for these rebels. Akagi said:"Don't you know what will happen if we stop this commission, we will have to do 1 year over again to get it. I want that Netherite Rank, to make my parents proud '' . Me to said Hans and also Edward. You guys, don't understand. It never was about those damned ranks, I said that I will fight for my Father and not for those rebels. The Team of the Watchers of the Kingdom were against me and my father. We have to kill you Frizo, that Netherite Rank has always been important to us. So be it. I and my father were both raising our weapons to fight my friends. I was making a hard choise wether I should help or defeat my friends. As Hans gained buffs from Akagi and went to my father I were to fight Edward. As I picked my sword of moon, a sword created of Faithful magic. I engaged Edward in a close battle. My father on the other hand was blocking every singel strike Hans had, but he was getting exhausted because he doesnt get enough energy. I use some of my mana to help him but I get hit in the back by an arrow. As my father was overpowering Hans, I was bleeding, the skies turned black and Edward needed to shoot one arrow to finnish me, and as I wachted my father killed Hans. Cutting his head right off, as Edward shot his arrow my dad deflected it. They were shocked and terrified. They ran away, the battle was over. My father said  stand up Frizo . I said '' Why did you kill him, why. He was my friend ''.  I had no other choise, I just wanted to save my son . He tried to comfort me but I pushed him away:  Go away, I am tired . He went away, just like the wind. I burried Hans in one of his favorite locations. The magical forest of Fordor.

 The Aftermath 

After I witnessed my dead of my friend. My mind was split in 2 halves. One thinking that I was right for what I did and the other part thinking I should burn in the Nether. I went to therapy talking about my situations. Sadly I never recoverd and got a split-Personality disorder. I went to a lot of libaries and read books of different cultures and nations to try to forget my past, it didn't work. I went back to my home Fordor. My mom was still home and came back, as it seems my Dad and mom were divorced. I was shocked when I heard this. I spoke to her about it and she was still heartbroken, I felt sorry for hear but I decided to go to Fordor and begin there a new life. When I went to Fordor I realised my dad was there to. He had very sad eyes seeing me once more. I was unsure what to say but I said  It wasn't your fault, it was mine . I still felt guilty about that day, I joined the Army of Fordor and my father was already a commander. We did lots of skirmishes and explored area's to increase the power and influence of Fordor. Soldiers joinend each day as well did I go from Soldier to captian. My skills have become better of the amout of experience I have. Because I read a lot of books revolving around strategy I wish how to deploy soldiers. We were taking over towns and slowly becoming a nation to be aware of. My dad was extremely old and could have died of any old age now. Our soldiers were well trained and tought about the History of Fordor. The general of Fordor had retired 8 months later. My dad was now the General of the army. I became the 2nd Highest-Ranked person in the Army of Fordor. But certian battles did change because of my age. I became more ruthless because of the way how I think. My split-personality became more and more clear as each day passes. If I was in a bad mood, most soldierd didn't even dare to approach me. But luckily they trusted me. The day came that I offically became General. My dad retired going to one of the cities in the Kartek horde called Gortovar. After I became general I visitted my mom, but when I came there I realised she was dead. With guilt and sadness a ceremony was held, me talking about how much I cared about her. After her death. Fordor became more passive to outsiders and we didn't want to increase our land at all. It was all just a vague memory, thats my Past.