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F**k, what now?
Life was too damn boring.
Have you ever felt that?
Like… you keep doing something, the same thing, every damn day?
You wake up, breathe, walk, talk, fight, eat, sleep — then repeat it like a broken record.
I didn't even care about the system anymore.
I realized something harsh:
I didn't *need* it.
I was powerful enough without relying on its pity rewards.
And besides... now, I knew my family's secret: **Power comes with time.**
As long as I lived long enough, I'd reach absurd strength eventually.
Simple as that. No shortcuts. Just keep breathing, aging, and evolving.
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One day, when the boredom hit me like a truck, I said "screw it" and wandered outside the city.
That's when I found it.
A *tree*.
Not just any tree —
A massive, ancient, sacred-looking tree, standing alone in a wide open clearing.
Its bark shimmered a faint silver under the sunlight, and its leaves whispered even when there was no wind.
It felt... peaceful.
The kind of peace that makes you *forget* you're a king, a god, a symbol.
The kind of peace that reminds you you're just... **alive.**
Since then, I came here almost every day.
Just laying on the soft grass, leaning against the old tree.
Closing my eyes, feeling the earth hum beneath me.
For a while, life was simple.
And in a weird way... it was kinda good.
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**Managing 300,000 Aurorians, though?**
**Not so simple.**
Bro, managing that many people is like trying to stop a flood with your bare hands.
Aurorians needed everything:
- Food
- Houses
- Clothes
- Tools
- Transportation
- Education
- Healthcare
**Everything.**
In the beginning, we didn't have *money* or *currency* at all.
We lived in a kind of divine communism:
Everyone worked because they *wanted to* — because they worshipped me and my family like living gods.
Work was seen as a blessing, not a burden.
In exchange, **the kingdom provided everything:**
- Weekly food rations delivered to every household
- Free housing built by guilds
- Free education
- Free public baths, roads, markets
Since we were the *only* civilization on the entire damn planet, there was no competition.
No enemy nations.
No corporations.
No taxes.
Just the people... and their devotion.
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But, of course...
**Civilization can't stay pure forever.**
People started wanting **more.**
More variety.
Better homes.
Luxury items.
Rare food.
Exclusive jewelry.
And when people start wanting *more*, you need a way to **measure** and **trade** value.
**So... currency was born.**
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### Aurorian Currency System:
We decided to forge coins made from our best materials:
- **Silver**
- **Gold**
- **Vibranium** (our strongest and rarest metal)
Here's how the system worked:
| Name | Value | Description |
|:---|:---|:---|
| Small Silver Coin | 1 | A tiny round coin with a tree engraved on one side (symbol of life) and the Godking's star on the other. |
| Large Silver Coin | 10 Small Silvers = 1 Large Silver | A heavier, shinier coin, engraved with the Kingdom's emblem (a wolf with wings). |
| Gold Coin | 10 Large Silvers = 1 Gold | A beautifully polished golden coin with a phoenix rising from flames. Symbol of rebirth and power. |
| Vibranium Coin | 10 Gold Coins = 1 Vibranium Coin | A sleek dark-blue coin with shimmering veins, almost alive. Engraved with an image of the cosmos, representing limitless potential. |
Each coin had Royal inscriptions to prevent counterfeiting. (You literally needed a royalty signature to mint them.)(A.K.A Me)
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### Economy Basics:
**What you could buy:**
- **Small Silver Coin**
- A loaf of bread
- Fresh fruit
- Basic clothing
- A simple tool (hammer, knife)
- **Large Silver Coin**
- A week's worth of food for a family
- A durable tunic or armor for militia
- A quality crafted spear or bow
- **Gold Coin**
- A small house or land lot
- A custom-made sword
- Advanced medical treatment
- **Vibranium Coin**
- A ship
- A custom enchanted weapon
- An estate or minor noble title
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**But here's the catch:**
Currency **created classes.**
- Poor workers
- Middle-class craftsmen
- Rich merchants
- Nobility and military officers
**And boom.**
Now we had inequality.
Now there were beggars, landlords, power struggles.
Bro, it gave me a f**king headache.
I just wanted a chill society worshipping me like a god, not some gritty medieval politics.
But this...
This was the price of growth.
The price of civilization.
**Freedom breeds ambition.**
**Ambition breeds inequality.**
And so... Aurorian society evolved, whether I liked it or not.
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Lately, I just sit under my tree, staring at the sky.
Thinking about all of it.
Sometimes, I wonder:
> *Was this how the gods felt, watching their creations fall into chaos, yet loving them anyway?*
Maybe that's why so many gods abandoned their worlds.
Maybe they just got... tired.
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**To be continued...**
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