You can't just live life up to the expectations of these people without working hard, but the funny thing is that their not worth the work.

Their just a bunch of pigs who think their something, but their not and I know that more than a lot of people.

So I choose not to care, and that gets me in trouble a lot.

But, I don't really care.

;-)

Here I'm an outcast, an outcast of outcasts in the land of outcasts.

Poetic right?

Well, if you think so anyway.

So here it is.

I'm of a place known as Sidanis one of the many (and I mean many) mystical Land's in this kingdom.

But this is the 21st century,2017 to be exact so don't worry.

This isn't medieval magical kingdom stuff.

Sidanis is split up into four, Tamrix, Tantrix, Tallrix and Tadhrix.

Like tribes united by one nation.

And I tell you.

No one, and absolutely no one.

Has ever been tribalist or anything like that in history.

Except in Sidanis.

And its all towards the Tamrix people.

And the reason why?

Because of my ancestors. I'm not my ancestors, but they choose to treat me unfairly.

So that's why I'm a rebel, like the rest of my family. I'm not a bad girl just a rebel. I'm someone who believes that all this suffering will end one day, and I'll always believe that.

I'm Kiara, and this is how my story started, you'd probably find it interesting or not.

But oh well, that's your choice.