Soul Collecting Carnival
Timepieces state that the century counts as the 20th and the year, the twenty-third and still unseeing the human race is to the vast array of creatures that live amongst them. Some live in their realm known as Earth others in the parallel realm known as Azure. In layman terms they are dubbed, the mortal realm and the magical realm.
There are numerous trades or businesses that those from the magical realm chose to operate within the mortal realm. One of the most successful businesses originating from Azure is Mr. Seil’s Carnival (De’ Seil Carnival).
For hundreds of years De’ Seil Carnival has supplied entertainment to not only the mortals but also the magical. Deviating between realms on the location of his carnival Mr. Seil has managed to capture the attention and bedazzle all, from different walks of life and magic.
But this is not the story of Mr. Seil’s success, rather the story of the poor souls that are locked in contract to work for him; those that make his carnival ever-so successful. For Mr. Seil’s main labour is not operating a circus, he’s much more of a trader… merchant… dealer. Call him what you will but Mr. Seil is known for granting any wish no matter how senseless or grand, earning himself the title of the ‘Wish Master.’
Though of course, like anything in life, your wishes come at a price. Debt, is the correct term used, but not of money… of souls and your freedom.
In order to regain ones freedom along with their wish, back from Mr. Seil, they must collect for him the arranged number of souls over the agreed period of time.
And what an easier way to collect souls than through his famous carnival?
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A fabulous carnival is where you dwell and at times it can appear to be more of a penitentiary than an abode. To be forced such labour daily can become monotonous and tedious and even at times, forced to be cruel, malicious and vindictive all in a bid to regain freedom and chosen desire.
But bewail and lament you shall not, for, this is what you traded for. You chose not to trade your soul, that is for the humble – besides what is one soul compared to the hundreds you can collect?
Thy pursued and trailed one Mr. Seil, the Wish Master, though without doubt, for some he may have appeared spontaneously or within due coincidence that you should so happen to be in need of a wish. Regardless of who sort out whom, you currently find yourself in debt to one Mr. Seil. For he has granted your heart’s desire and in exchange you have promised to collect him said number of souls over due course of time. Your freedom has too been lost to Mr. Seil. Thus you are locked to the carnival, locked to Mr. Seil to collect those souls by due date otherwise one gets neither their freedom nor wish granted.
