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The Realm of Water is, as you guessed it, made almost entirely of water. Unlike any other realm, there is a single island in the Realm of Water which is only large enough to support a single town. Beneath the water's surface rests several cities on the ocean floor and among one of these "flooded" cities resides the capital of the realm, Molindars. Each city or town is surrounded by secure bubbles that fuel each city with a never-ending supply of air through magic. The city upon the island, however, is generally inhabited by the a higher class. Considering that it's the only chunk of land where food can be planted in soil and grown in the sun and water, the wealthier class tend to flock to the island to live and eat "land food". It is rumored that there is a single city nestled among the ones beneath the sea where pirates reside, but as to which, it is unknown.

The economy in the Realm of Water heavily relies on merchants and tradesmen. Such a trade attracts pirates who rise from the water in order to capture the goods on the vessel. Because of the vast waters to travel, transportation is not difficult. A boat should be the source of transportation in order to get from point A to point B, especially if one desires to dive beneath the water's surface and into the depths of the ocean to reach the cities beneath. However, in order to arrive at the capital and various other underwater cities, one mage or water elemental must travel on the ship.

Parallel to the Realm of Fire, the clock is entirely opposite to that of the hellfire territory. When it is noon in the Realm of Fire, it is midnight in the Realm of Water. Think of any tropical island and apply that weather to the Realm of Water. The weather is generally nice, warm, and pleasant to reside in. Because of the warm climate, it does not snow, but rain does douse the land every so often which leaves the civilians of the realm pleased. Due to the element suggested by the name of the realm, water elementals make up most of the population, however there are many others that do as well. Amongst the civilians and pirates in the Realm of water, several other creatures dwell. Some such as water nymphs and mermaids which prove to be of little danger, though should not be confused with sirens.

" Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water.
Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it because they have no way to change it.
So the flexible overcome the adamant, and the yielding overcome the forceful.
Everyone knows this, but no one can do it. "

Slightly restless she rolled over. “rawr…” she said uselessly to herself then mused. “Maybe I should go somewhere else…but where to go?”

Magomi rolled back onto her back to look up at the strange stranger. "hmm.... you don’t say..." then at the mention of it being boring she grinned. "Well I was working on a tan" she said jokingly her skin as pale as ever. Standing up she held out her hand. "I’m magomi, who are you?" she asked curious as to who this person was.

Magomi who had the thin frame of a child and the same height since she was a child was forced to look up at the stranger. “Malange hu?” she said then could help but admit. “I have never head of you before” she seemed not at all threatened by the tall, odd pirate. She then had to ask about his sword since it was obvious. “Not to be rude but your poor sword look beaten to death…” she said feeling slightly sorry for the sword.

Magomi nodded to what he said than as he said she had run away from home with her fathers swords she glared at him. "No I did not, these are my swords and I don’t run away...I use my swords" she said putting her hands on her hips. She then sighed. “Could you like kneel or sit or something, its annoying that you’re freakishly tall.

Magomi grinned and patted the top of his head. "There much better~!" then told that she hadn’t told him her story yet she shrugged. “no story really, I wander around the different worlds because I can and its fun" she said with a smile as she adjusted a lock of blond hair. She really did only look to be nine or ten but the way she talked and carried herself spoke of the fact she was indeed older. "So Mr. Pirate do you have a story?" she asked curiously.

Magomi scowled at him and as he started walking across the waves she followed, the waves elongating till it was a pathway that she could walk upon just as if it was land. Except it rose so she was level, eye to eye with him "but I like stories with blood and violence... and I’m not dainty!" she said pouting lightly. "Besides I’m just going to follow you anyway because I’m bored..." she answered sticking out her tongue in a childish manner.

Magomi snarled quickly loosing the entire innocent child demeanor. "Shut up, I’m not a child, I just age physically allot slower than humans do." With that the water froze. She was having no part of being crushed by waters that she commanded, that were a part of her very soul. "Whatever you big baby, your no fun, go rot on your ship. May your pathetic case for a sword that wont cut butter sink to the bottom of the ocean with you!" with those insults she stuck her tongue out and ran across the pathway that had now turned to ice to where a portal appeared. Turning around to make a rude gesture to the pirate that had enraged her so she then jumped through the portal.

She was headed to the demonic realm. Someplace she felt just as safe.