Setting
The four nations are held in an uneasy peace. The Earth King has not returned, and the smaller Earth States vie for control of the recovering populace. The Water Tribe has rebuilt itself and is preparing to usher in an age of prosperity. The Fire Nation is filled with dissension and imperialistic drive. The Air Nomads work to maintain the balance of things.
The Greatest of All Avatars, Aang, has died, and his successor is young Southern Water Bender Kota, who must take on all the responsibilities Aang left him.
Now fated paths cross. The troubled youth of a generation of uneasiness and delicate peace may decide the fate of the years to come. They may simply decide what to eat that night. Either way, they carry with them the Weight of the Broken World, and choose their own destiny in the age of unconsummated, precarious peace.
The Greatest of All Avatars, Aang, has died, and his successor is young Southern Water Bender Kota, who must take on all the responsibilities Aang left him.
Now fated paths cross. The troubled youth of a generation of uneasiness and delicate peace may decide the fate of the years to come. They may simply decide what to eat that night. Either way, they carry with them the Weight of the Broken World, and choose their own destiny in the age of unconsummated, precarious peace.
The Avatar: Last Airbender Universe
A world slowly recovering from near-total destruction, where a few young benders will try to make sense of it all. How can this generation bear the Weight of the Broken World?
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Weight of the Broken World.
5 Characters Here
Azron Kurik [0] Brave fire bender and well known warrior among his people
Kota [0] Water Bending Avatar
Mako [0] "Me? You're talking to me? Creepy Mako?"
Daishen Ohmey [0] Calm, but perpetually lost in thought, a master Water Bender
Shen Baojia [0] Sandbending Introvert and Ungrateful Brat
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Shen felt a horrible sensation. As Daishen looked at him a whole world was changing around him, or in him. It was the same regret he felt when he had truly done something wrong, when he felt he'd done something unforgivable.
The words were lost into silence, it was some horrible silence, the sort that echoed, so reverberated with its own nothingness that everything else was simply swallowed whole. It was nothing taking everything and yielding nothing.
And then he was gone? He was gone like the river water. You never step in the same river twice. That intangible moment where you touch the first drop is only a split second, but that's all it takes to pull you under the river's flow, caught impossibly in its refreshing but frightening depths.
And just as soon a great spire of earth tore from the soft ground, it catapulted Shen over a great distance, he crashed through overhanging branches, landing on the river bed, the sand around moving about as if to cushion him, and again he was sent into the air by a suddenly present pillar of stone.
He crashed out of the forest branches, hitting the grass and rolling miserably down the sandy shores, his eyes were stung with the stuff, but he stood up, looking around.
Daishen? It was all simply too strange to explain, Shen wasn't acting out of courtesy or some deeper moral code, he wasn't even acting out of curiosity, he was just acting...
The words were lost into silence, it was some horrible silence, the sort that echoed, so reverberated with its own nothingness that everything else was simply swallowed whole. It was nothing taking everything and yielding nothing.
And then he was gone? He was gone like the river water. You never step in the same river twice. That intangible moment where you touch the first drop is only a split second, but that's all it takes to pull you under the river's flow, caught impossibly in its refreshing but frightening depths.
And just as soon a great spire of earth tore from the soft ground, it catapulted Shen over a great distance, he crashed through overhanging branches, landing on the river bed, the sand around moving about as if to cushion him, and again he was sent into the air by a suddenly present pillar of stone.
He crashed out of the forest branches, hitting the grass and rolling miserably down the sandy shores, his eyes were stung with the stuff, but he stood up, looking around.
Daishen? It was all simply too strange to explain, Shen wasn't acting out of courtesy or some deeper moral code, he wasn't even acting out of curiosity, he was just acting...
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