#afk dura

[orginllazyblog]

New au idea!!!

The God's Return Au

Where Dura and Annih themselves return from their long vacation, we'll mostly Dura as Annih been busy with paperwork or whatever hes been up to. Everyone is frickin panicking, especially the celestials and hypogeans. The celestials thought their goddess died by the hands of her brother, but it turned out she's been relaxing at a different dimension where no one would disturb her. It's not like Annih could kill his sister, Esperia world would be unbalanced without the goddess of life. The old tales that said Annih was jealous of Dura being the favorite. He just didn't understand why his sister found the mortals so interesting.

That is when Dura suggests a deal, creating a stable hypogean for a certain celestial.

Apparently, Dura and Annih had a deal where if a celestial and a hypogean could possibly become a lovely couple, Dura had to return back to Esperia, fix the mess she left behind, and give Annih 100 gold coins. How would the two gods remember them is the artifact "ring" they give to them. Bonus if another pair of different factions count another 100 gold coins.

In return, Annih would have to erase the hypogeans. Most of them who were created from his blood. For the rest, he would need someone who can manage to track them down quicker. It's kind of like in Naruto, where Itachi had to kill everyone in his clan because of being too OP and leaving his brother Sasuke alive.

So when Annih captured the full blood hypogeans and extra other hypogeans, Eugene and Lucilla were caught by accident. As much as he wanted him and Lucilla to escape together, he let Lucilla escape as they were almost caught.

"Go, Lucilla! Run! Don't look back! Keep running!"

Idk what's wrong with me. Maybe I just want family drama

#afk arena #afk dura #afk annih #afk the god's return au #afk eugene #afk lucilla #hehehe family drama

[mysaldate]

Incredible things I’ve learnt from the AFK Arena artbook lore

I’m still going through it so expect there to be more updates as I go, I just need to share this or I’ll implode! Spoilers(?) ahead!

There’s a multiverse

Dura and Annih, while being the two most powerful Esperian deities, are still but little wee children in the cosmic grand scheme of things. Dura is the favorite child.

The weird space tentacle lovecraftian monster’s name is Uemiss and he created the one and only utopia in Esperian history, before the gods got jealous of his popularity and murdered almost everyone.

Dura has a tendency to yeet artifacts that hold the fate of the entire multiverse at every problem she encounters even though she was specifically tasked with keeping said artifacts hidden.

Khazard went through a LOT of shit.

Zaphrael became a god after saving another god’s life. This man. This MORTAL man. Saved a god. Let that sink in.

Literally all the gods except Dura supported Annih’s decision to introduce humans to alchemy, and none of them ever owned up to that shit.

Dura first took decades to do anything about the Ya torture but then also took a full century before giving the Wilders a place to live, leaving them wandering the desert wasteland after taking them out of the oasis she gave Maulers.

Dwarves are actually pretty cool and decided not to fuck with humans a long time ago.

Quaedam was kind of an idiot in life.

The inquisition of the Lightbearer Temple literally only came to be because the temple was afraid it was losing power.

Thoran is between 750 and 800 years old, Grezhul is about 10 to 30 years younger.

Niru and Shemira are around 530 years old. Hodgkin is around this age as well.

Oden is between 200 and 250 years old.

Seirus is between 85 and 90 years old.

Sonja and Nara are between 40 and 50 years old.

Isabella is chronologically around the same age as Fawkes and Raine.

#afk arena #afk dura #afk annih #afk khazard #afk zaphrael #afk quaedam #afk niru #afk shemira #afk thoran #afk grezhul #afk oden #afk seirus #afk sonja #afk nara #afk hodgkin #afk isabella #afk fawkes #afk raine #afk forsaken family #afk bounty hunters #church of light

[annih]

I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I SEE ANNIH IN THE AFK EPISODES AND THEN I REALIZED HE AND DURA ARE ONLY IN THE OPENING SCENE

THEY ARE STILL A FACE ON A LOADING SCREEN AAAAAA

But at least Annih’s hot

#afk arena #annih’s randomness #afk annih #afk dura

[jekyllmoth]

Afk Arena memes p.2

Part 1, Part 3, Part 4

#afk arena #Afk dura #Afk annih #Afk isabella #Afk kalene #Afk hodgkin #Afk pippa #Afk mirael #Afk gorvo #Afk mezoth #Afk satrana #Afk kaz #Afk mehira

[pechebeche]

if i don't see some SERIOUSLY nasty temesia/atalanta smut in the next month everyone who's played afk journey officially hates lesbians

#i am GENUINELY losing my MIND. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT TO TRAGIC BITTER EXES TO LOVERS ARC. IN CANON #afk journey #afk arena #temesia is going to make that woman see dura #atamesia

[seashoreshell]

I'll never change my login screen ever again

#afk arena #thaden #the art is SO PRETTY #I'm so glad we're getting this splash screen #we're getting the special treatment this year lmao #only characters with two splash screens and aside from Dura/Annih only characters with a dual screen

[nikikikiko]

ok we did some cooking here

AFK Arena - Forbidden Family Odyssey AU !

Premise:

The Invasion upon Gavus and Eugene's family home proved... semi-successful. Eugene had been captured, and Liberta was acquired quickly by the Goddess, Morgana, but Gavus managed to escape with Lucilla. 10 years later, imprisoned, Eugene catches wind of a suspicious lack of guards. Using his wits, and some of his power, Eugene broke out and began his run for home.

Unluckily... He runs right into a Commander Dawn and the kid's Adventurer companion, and that's only the START of his bad luck on this journey. Let's hope that this journey home doesn't take a ridiculously long time! (It does.) (Horrendously so.)

--

So !!! AU time !!!

Eugene (and somewhat Liberta) - Odysseus's role

Gavus - Penelope

Lucilla - Telemachus

The idea is that Eugene and Liberta were both taken when Conrad and Morgana made an... oh-so "civil" visit to the family home. Liberta, who has no memories unsealed because he never fought Lucilla, is taking the company of soldiers back home with the Adventurer he befriended when they run into Eugene. After a brief fight, Liberta and the Adventurer put 2 and 2 together and realize this is the same Eugene from the diary, and they propose to help him get home (much to the issue of .... literally every soldier there but that comes up later<3)

Essentially, this AU will focus on four-ish storylines... sort of?:

Eugene's story on getting home, his journey back to his family and all the perils it will have.

Liberta's story on finding out who he is, because Lucilla never fought Liberta, undoing the seal is taking a long ass time. He will be named "Commander Dawn" until a certain point in this AU

Gavus's story on protecting Lucilla, since the Hypogeans didn't really stop after they didn't get their Weapon.

Lucilla's story on finding out where her brother and father are, since she wants to see her papa happy again, and he's always looking mournfully at a red diary.

Will I make a fanfic ??? Possibly !!! It's sitting in my mind a lot and I have a bit of the story figured out, but I also might just leave this as a Tumblr-only AU where I just occasionally post content for it instead depending on where my whims take me.

Now, there is a whole lot more planned out for this AU [just not... indetail bUT I HAVE BARE BONES] so if you have any questions, I am more than happy to answer!

take this concept eugene art as compensation for ur time

thank you!

#afk arena #afk eugene #afk liberta #afk gavus #afk lucilla #adventurer ??? is also here #i should clarify: the adventurer here is the one from the war of truth #don't get attached #they serve as liberta's best friend in this au and they do not live long #Eugene has an Idea that Commander Dawn might be his missing son (It's kind of obvious from the get go) but #Commander Dawn has NO memory of Eugene and anytime Eugene tries to talk to him about it #boom migraine #very frustrating #Gavus meanwhile is trying to ward off Hypogeans #He doesn't want to lose his daughter the same way he lost his son and husband #poor guy keeps getting harassed every day someone help him #Lucilla's trying but she also wants to leave so she can find Eugene and Liberta and make Gavus happy again #this is slow burn and also constant whacking with the stick #Eugene “Finally we can Go Home” #Liberta running away from Conrad “DURA ABOVE STOP JINXING IT.” #oh right before i forget: the lack of guards is from war of truth also #bc they don't have Lucilla

[teabunnee]

Noticed something in AFK ArenaTV Tropes

I was reading the Other page for characters and...

It's interesting how much TV tropes blames Dura for Annih's downfall, and how it tries to make Annih more...sympathetic? Especially since, you know, Dura died because of Annih.

Feel very different to the Wiki on the Fandom.com too.

#is this accurate? #afk arena #dura #annih

[illumina-ruler-of-graveborns]

Illumina, Goddess of Conspiracies, Immoralities, Wisdom, Threats, Trickery and Death: [Slowly ages, currently 100 years old] Illumina started out as a kind priestess who healed the sick and lame, and saw the goodness in everyone. That was until she became ill with an incurable disease. After visiting numerous doctors, priests, healers, alchemists, desperately praying that some miracle would save her, yet none occurred. In one final attempt to save herself, she turned to Annih and begged, groveled and pledged undying loyalty towards him and his goal to destroy Dura. Annih, pleased and amused at the young woman's weak cries of mercy, changed her into a goddess, corrupting her in the process. Annih left the newborn deity to fester in the agonizing realization of her situation, insanity and shame eating away at the last bits of innocence from her mind. No longer was she serving the light of Dura, but the ever-consuming darkness of the God of Death's shadow. Illumina used to have tan skin, straight warm black hair, and brown eyes; now she is 12 feet tall (can alter her size to be tall as she wants), has jet black hair, greyish-pale skin, glowing green eyes hidden behind a black lace mask, dark burgundy lipstick, green face paint, jet black wings, and two grick-like worms on the back of her shoulder blades. She changed her white priestess gown and veil for a dark green-blue gradient tattered dress that drags behind her. She walks barefoot, and wears various adornments, such as her old prayer beads as arm and ankle bracelets, a jeweled belt, and thick, rusty prison cuffs. Her powers consists of: a fireball attack that gets bigger with every level-up, an illusion spell that causes multiple copies of herself to appear (number of copies increase as she levels up), a floating green orb that absorbs the health of all enemies and heals her by 15%, and an ultimatum ability where Illumina casts a curse that has a 50/50 chance of either causing the most powerful enemy to instantly die or 100% heals all allies and adds attack/defensive buffs (she doesn't like to play fair). Her basic/melee attacks are using her gricks to bite or fling around opponents.

She proclaims herself as the ruler of all Graveborn characters, and although she may be bossy and has no tolerance for being criticized by her "minions", Illumina does sympathize with most of them and often lends a shoulder to cry on. Outside of her job of helping Annih, Illumina likes to create and experiment with spells and incantations, enjoys reading a good book series in her Library of Knowledge, eating desserts (dark chocolate is her favorite), and create conspiracy theories and prank on mortals. She does have a few crushes on some of the Graveborns, and with some exceptions, the hero characters as well. Despite her hating Annih in the beginning for causing her to suffer while she transformed into her godlike state, Illumina is starting to gain feelings for him due to his strange kindness and sympathy towards her; but, after meeting Thoewyn and Kalene, she decided to stop pursuing Annih for a while, and have those two lovely women as companions. [?]

"Just accept your fate, death is a part of life, and yours is inevitable."

"With Life comes Death, and with Death comes Vengeance."

"Mirror mirror on the wall, is the image you show real at all?"

"Although my soul was spared at the clutches of Death, I won't be as merciful on yours..."

#afk arena #AFK Annih and Dura #AFK Arena Thane #AFK Arena #oc #afk arena OC

[lusifernocturne]

The cards I have for Binx’s tarot deck so far

0-  The Fool, Binx and his twin sister(Who I’ve been calling Lilly/Lillian)

1-  The Magician, Solomon because of course XD

2-  The High Priestess, Binx’s mother(Who was a merfolk, she died giving birth[I mean she did have kids with a bunch of powerful demons/devils])

3-  The Empress, Dura from AFK Arena

4-  The Emperor, Diavolo

5-  The Hierophant, Luke. I don’t remember why but it’s Luke

#Nightingale Nocturne Lucian Merrit Umi Binx Vida Milo Salem Tsubaki Sparrow #Binx Sparrow #pirate #obey me #afk arena #Dura #tarot #digital art

[crow-ter]

Reasons why Eugene is the best afk character

Silly goose in a world of extremely serious geese

”Do not mistake my kindness for weakness nor my lightheartedness for stupidity” kind of guy

To the surprise of everyone, is actually the sole keeper of the team’s braincell

Weirdo with cute hyperfixations

“Dear diary~”

Knows he’s hot and dresses accordingly

Doesnt even remember where he came from

Doesnt give a fuck

Absolute pariah and hated by everyone literally anywhere he goes

Still cant find a single fuck to give

Gets ambushed and kidnapped by accident

Forced to fight a whole ass gang (that has hated his guts for at least 15 years) for shit he didnt even do (this time)

Manages to kick ass, save his kidnapper AND complete the mission almost singlehandedly.

“Ew, children” (adopts them like 3 days later)

Doesnt want your soul, just wants a rubik cube

Comes back to save his “totally an enemy and not future husband” again

Outsmarts the gods and laughs about it

”welp, guess Im a father now”

Fucks off to the forest for like 3 years

Probably the only born Hypogean to score with a celestial

(And a hot one at that)

Has to fight a literal army of gods and devils just for the custody of his children

Imprisoned for like 10 years

Waits patiently for his kids to come pick him up, goes to rescue his husband and fucks off to Dura knows where again.

Refuses to elaborate.

#afk arena #afk eugene #afk gavus #afk eugavus #Eugene I will love till the end of time

[orginllazyblog]

AFK Arena drawings I did :D

Also, Headcannons!

First attempt drawing Annih

Honestly, the closest accurate if Lilith finally adds the two gods in the game

More drawings of him:

10% blood left -> 90% almost complete

Small headcanon: Dura and Annih create the celestial twins as they weren't first created to start off as kids to adults. As well for them handle Annih's work when he "abandon".

Next is his outfit, which is giving a Maleficent vibe. The second one is his celestial outfit:

A close-up of him. Giving him braids. You may also find that I drew little fireballs, references from his loading screen background, or from the wiki website if you don't know what I mean. Coming up with his clothing design, I have a feeling he would wear something that covers his neck to feet.

Yeah, you might think he would show more of his skin and consider he's the creator of the Hypogeans. Nah! Boy would wear a black hoodie in the middle of a hot summer.

You may also find that I drew little fireballs, references from his loading screen background, or from the wiki website if you don't know what I mean.

One is chaotic gremlin, and the other is more chill. A dark red mix magenta makes the mortals give into becoming Hypogeans, which explains for those like Lucretia and Lavatune who were once humans. The chill one is the creator of the Graveborns and thus report to Annih on their activities. The reason why Annih is not guiding the souls to the afterlife was to play his villain role until Dura's vacation is over.

But hey, that's just fan theory

Anyway, it's Dura's turn:

Young and sweet 👍🏼 while he's more mature and serious. I had fun drawing her long, wavy hair. Surprisingly, this is the only drawing I have for her while I drew her brother more.

Oh yeah! Speaking of that. I intend to make these two as siblings instead of having typical Hades x Persephone stereo type because it's just makes the Hades character more misunderstood. Looking back at @tatarella afk Arena post, it seems dev lilith's made him that way; jealous of Dura's favoritism, hated his job, and want destruction to Esperia.

Me: Alright, I'ma do it in my own way.

HC #1: Annih was not given attention from his creator, Honas, Primordial God of Order and Creation. This makes him question his eternal life crisis, thus telling Dura that he wanted to just disappear as he thinks he doesn't have much potential like her. She tells him that he's important to this world and that they were meant to be a pair of siblings who look after each other as they were made that way. Even though one is busy with their God duties, they give him a gift, which is a library filled with every Esperian mortal life recorded in a book. He never likes the humans as much as his sister and prefers a quiet environment.

HC #2: Him being a cold brother but secretly cares and worries for his sister. Back then, she was too nice, and he fears that someone could try to take her naiveness to their greedy intentions. He made sure to warn her multiple times to never be fooled by the humans. That one Hazbin Hotel reference: "You don't take shit from any demons!"

HC #3: When Dura and Annih were fighting during the war to make everyone believe their acting, he didn't want to hurt the only closet family he had besides Honas who they haven't seen him ever since from the beginning. He had a theory that if something were to happen between the siblings, Honas would come to deal with them, but somehow, they did not after that war.

HC #4: Goodbye, young Dura, now she's gone through character development. The reason why I headcanon that she stay at the Dislyte universe was that the game was also created by Lilith developers. There, she learned the fashion style, technology, trends, and some of the people, though she was only here for a vacation.

HC #5: With every mortal life recorded in the book, it also recorded the gods like Dura and Annih themselves. Though, he decided not to read his or hers because he respects privacy. One time, he found what seemed to be two large, thick books with strange cover. He then realized this was Honas and Lutos' life book still recording, but he never read it as he never wanted to remember Honas. As for Lutos, he knew they're more dangerous and that Honas was guarding the prison throughout eons. Annih never told Dura as she wonders if Honas would ever come to visit as she see them as a father figure. Yeah, I'm giving Annih Daddy issues.

HC# 6: Okay, this is the last one. Honas and Lutos, I headcanon that they are genderless, though Honas takes the form of a masculine figure, and Lutos takes the form of a feminine figure. Maybe even starting off as enemies to lovers as I have been writing about quite a lot 😅

#afk arena #afk arena fanart #fanart #traditional art #afk dura #afk annih #i feel more related to annih not gonna lie #afk honas #afk lutos

[magicofthepiper]

If the AFK Journey translators are leaning into Conservativism = Bad mentality, there's going to be a lot of cognitive dissonance because of how this franchise explores faith and tradition.

This game glorifies theological conservatism, at least on an aesthetic level. There's a lot of characters that are extremely devoted to their dieties and whose character is deeply tied to the practice and maintenance of tradition. Yet, it doesn't take long to find that within each faction, there's plenty of cynicism and rebels.

Let's just take a look at the Lightbearer Faction for now. Despite their name being Lightbearers, implying that they consider themselves the only beings that bear the Goddess Dura's light/life-force, there are plenty of skeptics, agnostics, and/or atheists. Hogan has shown shades of skepticism, and I was surprised when in Arena's second anniversary event, Angelo ( Rowan's elder brother ) mentioned not believing in gods.

However, I see Lucius, he's right there. In his white armor, with his hammy voice lines, and the little animation that pops up when he earns the "Talented Tank" title where his kind eyes look at the player. He's also accompanied by Journey's Temesia, who, in their newer render, their circlet looks like a cross has been scarred upon their forehead. She wishes to repent for her sin of showing "mercy" to another, disobeying Temple orders. These are devout characters.

Now, I expect these characters to be saintly. They're followers of Dura, Goddess of Life. Dura and the other Celestials are generally viewed positively. When AFK Arena released, the lines of good and evil were simple. Early Campaign chapters and Voyages had simple narratives about expelling the Hypogeans and Graveborn invading the Lightbearer regions and causing chaos.

However, as the lore expanded and more characters were introduced, it became more complicated.

In Arena's scattered lore, I have the impression that Lucius's belief in the clergy at times falters and I remember in Belinda's Ascension event, Eluard mentioned that the clergy were whispering amongst themselves that Belinda was going wayward. Belinda is extremely devoted, and the pious Eluard maintained faith in her, but it shows how easy the clergy can become suspicious of their own.

The Order of The Light isn't always portrayed positively. Arena's Cecilia is a devout nun and inquisitorial agent who will not faulter to dispose of anyone deemed a heretic. Niru is just one of many characters who was a Lightbearer executed for practicing the dark arts, but arose as Graveborn to serve Quaedam.

However, what's even more shocking is that there's a little girl dressed like a maid in Arena named Rosaline. Her parents were executed not for practicing the dark arts but for merely unwittingly housing practitioners of it. She has been orphaned and trained into a life of servitude due to zealotry with judicial power.

Not to mention, in more recent lore developments, we've been introduced to The Secret Society of the Crow. An organization that turned away from Dura and The Order of The Light in order to train children that seem to possess an ability to harness the dark arts. This has led to Lightbearers that can tame Hypogeans. What's more, the ruling monarch of the Lightbearer Empire offers them his support, for he fears that the The Order of The Light's authority threatens his.

Again, in Arena, you have a good mix of conservatives and rebels in nearly each faction. Also, what exactly would be conservative values would vary for each faction. For Lightbearers, you have your gallant Lucius and your shadowy Scarlet; for Maulers, your warmongering Brutus and your peacemaking Skriath; for Wilders, you have your sagely Arden and your hot-blooded Eorin; for Graveborn, you have your devoted Niru and your defiant Treznor; for Celepogeans you have your eternally clashing arch-rivals Orthos and Zolrath and your condemned partners/lovers Gavus and Eugene.

More important than condemning or uplifting conservativism is that the game makes peace and unification an ideal. Even Hypogeans are sometimes included in these more peaceful and celebratory events. But in practice, peace aligns more with Wilder traditional values over, say, the Maulers who quickly fall into infighting unless united by unanimous acceptance of a principle authority figure.

[gditrisha]

HEARTSEASE | CHAPTER 2

CHARACTERS: Estrilda, Thane, King of Ranhorn, AFK Arena OCs - Belta (OC), Lord Vrelle (OC), Lord Dafriard (OC), Adré La’xriene (OC), TAGS: Betrothal, Marriage Proposal, Marriage Interviews TRISHA NOTES: This story was prompted by a song of the same name. Listening to "Le Papillon Solitaire" by Franz Gordon while reading is optional but recommended! Here's Chapter 2! PROLOGUE | WRITING MASTERLIST  |   HEARTSEASE MASTERLIST

It had been two years since that evening, the peculiar wisp-like entity Estrilda dreamt of and the simultaneous celebration of Dura’s Dawn Banquet and her eighteenth year. 

Most women residing in Ranhorn come across well-to-do men and continue their lineage before reaching their twentieth year but Estrilda, who was already two years in on her marrying age, had not the slightest interest in searching for a lifetime mate. The House of Rayne and its mandate to train the next generation of soldiers, captains, and generals of integrity was her priority, reading proposal letters was the last thing on her mind and daily agenda.  

Upon her guardian’s strict instruction, it was bumped to the first on her list for the day. Estrilda lounged in her late father’s sun-lit study skimming through piles upon piles of letters asking her hand yet again in marriage. 

Every bachelor from the nobleman's son to the simple man selling cheese in the town square would send neat, and highly likely ghost-written, letters on parchment stating the finest they could provide as well as reasons they would best suit her.

The letters embossed with family insignias sealed with wax were of utmost significance as these particular letters hail from nobility. For such fortunate men, this would be a sure ticket to marriage interviews. Estrilda currently held three in her hand: one from Dafriard, one from La’xrien, and one from Vrelle. 

The insignia of the Dafriad’s was that of a hairy, wild boar with its tusks larger than its head and sharp hooves in a sprint. 

Dear Lady Rayne,

I’ve heard heroic tales from my father and head of the House of Dafriard. He told of the time you valiantly vanquished the Hypogeans.

Now that you’ve placed your mind to use in the art of war, it is time to settle. At times such as these, it would be in your best interest to make decisions based on power and strength. Someone with such prowess should choose a partner with humongous brawn. We will become an unformidable force not to be reckoned with, the Dafriard kin would become stronger through our union consequently resulting in offspring of unparalleled breed. …..

Breed?  

“I am not livestock, Sir.” Estrilda affirmed as she discarded the parchment in her bin. 

The insignia of the La’xrien’s was that of a golden goblet with grape vines encircling its rim with a veiny yet svelte, out-stretched hand adorned with jeweled rings holding the wine goblet high.

My fair Lady Estrilda Rayne, 

As I saunter through my vineyard and envelope myself in its bountiful harvest, I ensure to set aside a single cluster of grapes solely for consumption - my consumption. Out of all the abundance the fruit provides, I chose the perfect and unblemished one. If you are what you eat then eating beautifully is quintessential. 

That being said, out of all the women Ranhorn has to offer, I have set my eyes on you. The most perfect fruit from the harvest. It is my mission to aim for the best, to attain the most beautiful woman to be with the most beautiful man in the kingdom. ….

Attain? 

“I am no reward, Sir.” Estrilda discarded the second parchment in her bin.

The insignia of the Vrelle’s was that of a bountiful bundle of wheat tied with string which is tucked in a cornucopia filled with fruit and nuts. The arrival of this letter intrigued Estrilda more than the Dafriard’s or the La’xrien’s letters since the Vrelle family hailed no sons. 

Dear Lady Estrilda,

Hope this letter finds you well. We’ve been hearing stories of the conundrum you face through father and his conversations with Sir Thane. 

My sisters and I deeply empathize with you. Selecting a worthy partner is quite the struggle, a suitable husband is difficult to find, and receiving sacks of letters can be quite tiresome. 

Marriage amongst nobles is crucial to the kingdom of Ranhorn and its  economical affairs. It is heavily established on mutual gain wherein both houses benefit from one another while ensuring it is in line and in service to the king and the kingdom.

I envy commoners to be quite frank. Their union is not founded on beneficial gain nor stature. It is seldom forced and seems hardly rushed. I consider myself fortunate enough to have met my husband-to-be, someone who will love me genuinely regardless of title. He is a sweet young man who owns a beautiful jewelry shop in Ranhorn’s bustling square. I delight in the thought of introducing you to him. Will have a messenger send the formal invitation to our wedding the soonest. Someday, I hope my case is the same not only for my sisters but for you as well, my dear friend. 

Love Always, 

Telvina Vrelle

P.S. Tarinne and Tilliene pressed and dried a few flowers from our garden and placed it in a small, separate parchment for you. Turn it to tea and serve with a decadent slice of dessert.

Pressed and dried flowers were tucked in a small compartment made out of paper. The scent of zesty flutterwisps, sweet bluebops, and earthy thistledspots made Estrilda miss her once blooming garden ever since its reconstruction as training grounds. She brushed the thought off with a sigh and placed the packet on her table as she picked another letter. 

A strong scent whifts as she brings the paper near. The letter had musk that was too much to the point the perfume had oiled, leaving sticky residue on her fingertips. It stained the parchment making it look rotten to the eye. 

My Dear Lady Estrilda Rayne, 

O, Knight of Valor, how I long to rest thine weary and worried head on plump bosoms. ‘Tis sheer bliss to be given the once in a lifetime opportunity  to caress smooth, beautiful thighs and have thine lips against sweet folds. Tasting the divine nectar from the northern tulips of thee -

RIP! RIP! RIP! 

Apparently, the contents were just as unappealing. Estrilda tears the letter in half then into quarters. She signals one of the servants who happened to be passing by. He sees her from the corner of his eye, stops in his tracks, then heads to the room. 

“Yes, master? How may I be of service?”  

“Do me a favor, good lad, and dispose of this. Burn it in the hearth, turn it into compost, perhaps use it to remove the feces from the stables. I never want to lay eyes on it again.” The servant holds his hands out to get the torn pieces of parchment, bows then leaves. 

Estrilda sighs as she wipes the poignant residue off her fingers. She sniffs the pressed flowers to drown the remnants of the over-oiled perfume. She opens another letter to which she does not bother reading in entirety, filing it in a box along with other proposal letters that had been previously received but left unanswered. 

The books sprawled on her desk varied from warfare tactics to lyrical poetry to heavily annotated cooking journals - all of which were irrelevant to the task at hand. She stacks the book by type leaving a picture book in the middle.  

Estrilda looks at the leather-bound book with the title Le Papillon Solitaire engraved and finished in gold ink. She opens the book to see the illustration of a lone butterfly perched on a flower. The book that previously belonged to Estrilda’s mother had a distinctive charm to it. The corners garnered lines with the amount of times the pages had been flipped. The leather along the book’s spine garnered weathering with the amount of times the book had been opened. The words had garnered specific pronunciations in Estrilda’s head with the amount of times her father put her to sleep while reading it. 

“Alas, the lone butterfly sought throughout the land for beauty, never realizing the beauty it owns...” 

Everything seemed to be as it were except for the butterfly illustration at the back of the page. It had been painted in vibrant orange and yellow. 

Was it always like this?

“Good day, milady. Your afternoon tea.” Belta enters the room carrying an assortment of freshly baked tarts and a teapot filled with hot tea. She slides the stack of books to the side to make space for the tray.

The delicate blend of florals and the scent of caramelized fruits filled the room with bubbly energy, it made the atmosphere light and Estrilda’s shoulders less tense.  

“I believe there’s nothing quite like a delicious cup of tea, this brew would do you good.” Belta pours some in a gold-rimmed cup and places a few tarts on a saucer. 

“How does one even respond?” 

“I’m sure you will get through this, milady.” Belta hands Estrilda the tea and tarts. Wiping her hand on her apron, Belta retrieves some of the books to shelve it in its proper place. 

Estrilda cups the ceramic ware in both her hands. The warmth courses her body sending a sense of serenity then a small nib at the fruit tart and, indeed, all is bliss. As she slowly paced the room with a cup in one hand and a fruit tart in the other and her entire left arm holding the book close to her chest, a happy hum escaped her lips.

“Your tarts are a treat as always.” 

“You’re too kind. Luckily, I finished the laundry earlier than expected. Did not want to waste any spare time thus I made a fresh batch just for you.” 

“How I hope to hork down tarts throughout the day, that there weren't many letters to read. They just seem to pile up regardless of allotting time in my busy schedule for it.” Estrilda sits by the window overlooking the training grounds where the men moved in unison with every order.

“Seems to be quite the struggle, milady. Men can be quite...persistent.”

“There you are, my sweet!” Ulric squeaked as he sprinted towards Belta, hugging her from behind then planting a kiss on her cheek unaware of the extra pair of eyes in the room. 

“Ulric!” Belta exclaims as she drops a book. Her cheeks have turned cherry red as she informs Ulric of Estrilda’s presence. 

“Where?” Ulric searches the space and spots Estrilda sitting at the nook by the window sipping tea, eyes glued at the couple.  

“Lady Rayne! I mean General. I was...We are...well,” Ulric sputters then clears his throat as he lets go of Belta. Belta bends to pick up the remaining books and slide them in the available space.

“My apologies, General.” Ulric says as he stiffens his stance. 

Estrilda laughs. 

 “At ease, Ulric. Though I must say I do consider myself quite intrigued witnessing this interesting development between you and my lady-in-waiting. Never took you for the persistent type. Little word of advice, I suggest you keep any display of affection away from Thane. I once caught him rolling his eyes at my parents when I was a kid.” Estrilda smiles behind her cup as she reminisces the instance. 

“Duly noted.” Ulric clears his throat and bows. 

“Correction. I rolled my eyes in fondness not disgust.” Thane had entered ever so quietly that not even the keen Knight of Valor noticed. 

“Welcome back, Sir Thane.” Belta curtsies then prepares tea and tarts for him.

“Thank you.” Thane scans the room, assessing its slightly messy state, as he approaches Estrilda. 

“I see you're quite busy, I presume, reading proposals from your prospect husband.” Thane retrieves the book from Estrilda’s lap.  Estrilda tries to get the book back but Thane had already tossed it to Ulric which was then handed to Belta. 

“If you loathed any display of affection then why do I have to pick a partner? How sure are you that my future husband and I won’t be capable of affection? Nay. Promiscuity?” Estrilda grabs a few letters arranging it to mimic the shape of a fan. 

“Your parents were vocal and rather expressive of their love and I tolerated, for the lack of a better term, of their interactions though it could be quite an eyesore sometimes especially in the midst of training. The latter, however, you keep behind shut doors, lock and key. But enough of that, it seems your marriage interviews would have to wait.” Thane announced as a messenger followed behind. He is carrying a silver platter with a letter laying flat in its center. The messenger clears his throat  to draw the attention of everyone in the room. 

“A letter from his majesty, the King of Ranhorn, requests Ranhorn’s Knight of Valor and esteemed General, and Lady of the House of Rayne, Estrilda Rayne’s presence at the palace to discuss concerns pertaining to the celebration of Dura’s Dawn Banquet. As part of the royal council, your attendance is a must.” The messenger raises the platter and Estrilda retrieves the letter and adds it to her makeshift fan. The messenger takes his leave.

“I see, apparently, it is today. Belta, has my armor been polished?” Estrilda inquired as she fanned herself.

“It has been polished, milady. However, it is not fit for counseling with the king. Allow me to find something more proper than your day dress.” Belta hurried before her lady could object. 

”And I shall have the horses ready as soon as possible.” Ulric salutes. 

“Ready the coach. We would not want to tire ourselves.” Thane instructs. 

“Right away.” Ulric dismisses himself leaving a bothered Estrilda and her doting guardian in awkward silence. Estrilda stares blankly on the maroon carpet, slowly fanning herself as her eyes follow the patterns. 

“Is something the matter? If facing the council troubles you, I’m quite sure you have enough resolve to speak your mind.”

“Resolve?” 

“What of it?”

“Then...I disdain the idea of getting betrothed.”

“I meant at the palace.”

“Thane. I am not fashioned to be a wife, I am not fashioned to be...a mother.” The last few words hung in the air and left an unpleasant aftertaste on her tongue.  

“As I’ve said before, the physician only stated a possibility. Their conclusions are not set on stone.” Thane disagrees as he sets the cup down.

 “I was born to fight and fend.”

“Yes, you have proven that. I am not imposing on you to wed any time soon. I just want you to take your pick. Only then will the persistent pestering of suitors cease. Small talk with them is the bane of my existence.” 

“Seems like a rather selfish and shallow reason to be honest.”

“Estrilda. Should I pass in an untimely fashion, I’d die with ease knowing I’d be leaving you in the care of someone. Someone who can continue fending for the House of Rayne when I’m gone.” Sir Thane implored as he brushed off the specks of puff pastry stuck on the corner of Estrilda’s mouth with his thumb. 

“Capability is not an issue. Is my happiness not even worth considering?”

“We shall discuss this another time. Go get dressed.”

 Estrilda pockets Telvina’s letter and tosses her makeshift fan made of proposal letters into the bin. She storms out of the study and into her quarters where a beautiful yet constricting gown is laid out on her bed while Belta arranges pearls and other accessories on her dainty nightstand. Estrilda touches the fabric and feels the toughness of its mid area. 

“I agree to wearing this but time would not permit a corset.”

Dolling her mistress up was better than not. Belta discards the corset and substitutes it with a silk bustier. She then closes the blinds and shuts the doors to assist her lady in getting dressed.  

A steadfast palace stood in the heart of Ranhorn. Its walls fortified and its king resolutely seated in a room dressed in intricacy: of gold details, marble statues, and an ethereal echo resounding from even the slightest footstep. 

 Courtiers in attendance for lunch - too in love with the sound of their own voices and the weight they deem their words bear - insists the annual Dura's Dawn Banquet be more grandiose than its previous celebration.

"Your Majesty, we only have ‘til the morrow to make the preparations. If I may, I nominate myself to continue making this exquisite occasion a reality." Lord Dafriard imposed while savoring the flavors of the last couple bites of his meal. 

"Indeed. Postponing the banquet would be a bit of a disappointment, so do let me take this daunting task off your shoulders, your highness. I am an expert at hosting extravagant parties and you, my good friend Dafriard, would know." Lord La’xrien points out while indulging his poached pears and pomegranates in a sweet liquor reduction as another plate with half-devoured ribs is whisked away by one of the palace servants.

“Quite true, father. Our cellar has the best wine in all of Esperia. Libations can be catered by the barrel.” His son, Adré, suggests as he raises his drink. 

Lord Vrelle takes a gulp of wine, a catalyst to courageously give an opposing response. "My King, if I may, I appeal for you to reconsider.”

Eyes filled with discontentment from the House of Dafriard, House of La’xrien, and some courtiers seated in the king’s council landed on Lord Vrelle. Their stares were filled with threat as if to say ‘Silence yourself’. Lord Vrelle, though slightly fazed, stood his ground and continued to appeal for the celebrations’ temporary postponement. 

“It has only been two years since Dura's Dawn. I, along with everyone in Esperia, acknowledge the triumph it has brought our land but we cannot deny that there is still a lot to be done. Give all our resources the opportunity to regain ample quantity. Allow the neighboring lands to heal. Open the ports for trade not just amongst men but other factions." 

"Our kingdom has everything we could possibly need. We have fat stock, fresh produce, fancy textiles, fine wine, and the next generation of warriors being trained at the House of Rayne by the kingdom’s greatest general. A tad leisure will not hurt." Lord Dafriard enumerates before downing yet another glass of wine. 

"The rebuilding of Abandoned Port and the current construction of Ranhorn's docks are under my father's jurisdiction. Send a letter our way and…we'll take your suggestion into consideration." Adré draws circles on his wine glass' rim with a finger, its smoothness keeping his utter annoyance at bay.

"With all due respect, Lords, Your Majesty, but pillaging a large fraction of what we have, which could provide for the kingdom and its neighboring lands for months, to be horked down at a single feast would be careless." 

"When is celebrating a glorious feat ever careless? Especially when there is a surfeit of sundries." Adré retorts. His indiscretion garners a glare from his father across the table, piercing eyes hinting for him to keep quiet. Adré sips wine to seal his mouth shut. 

“It is not careless at all lest leisure surpass the needs of Ranhorn and its people.” 

The courtiers turn their heads. A well-dressed woman with an odd addition of a piece of cloth covering her mouth stood a few feet away from the table and its guests. Estrilda gathers the side of her gown with a hand then bows.  

“General.” Lord Vrelle stands, puts his hand to his heart and bows. 

“Lord Vrelle.” Estrilda acknowledges by mirroring his gesture.

“How pleasant it is for you to join us. And here I was expecting you'd be clad in uniform but I must say femininity suits you.” Lord La’xrien’s bleak demeanor miraculously livened. The attendance of a woman apparently made the luncheon a tad more bearable for him. 

“Indeed, it does.” Adré approaches Estrilda to take her hand but she immediately steps back, motioning her hand in front of her and keeping him from taking any step further. 

“Forgive me. I have not been feeling too well. I’d regret you catching my cold.” 

“Nothing but a tiny risk I’m willing to take.” With Adré towering a few inches taller, he takes Estrilda’s hand to plant a kiss. 

“Come dine with us.” Lord Dafriard insisted while raising a huge chunk of meat impaled on his fork. 

“That won’t be necessary. I sent for her here so you may all listen to her proposal to which I have agreed upon prior to today. General, if you will?” The king offers the floor therefore instructing the courtiers’ mandatory attention. 

Estrilda adjusted her stance to exude a posture of confidence. She removes the cloth in better hopes of having the words, especially the weight it bears, be heard. 

“Celebrating a glorious feast is not careless, however, we can not deny that our land is in need of healing still. I only hope the process was faster.” Estrilda retrieves a parchment. 

“An elder and good friend of mine from Yggdrasil has sent us a warning. In a vision, he speaks of a coming famine. Though its arrival is unknown, it will be best to reserve most of the kingdom’s resources. I leave the day after tomorrow to see how Ranhorn can be of aid.” She pockets the letter and coughs to clear her throat. The king signals a servant to hand Estrilda a goblet filled with water to which she accepts, quenching her thirst before continuing. 

“Tomorrow, I celebrate my twentieth year and you are all invited to a banquet to be held, by His Majesty’s generosity, in his own abode. I have opened my private reserve to feed my guests and the preparations are taking place as I speak. I know it may not be a grand feast fit for a glorious feat but I will see to it that everyone has had their fill. That I guarantee, my Lords. Postponing Dura’s Dawn would be of best interest in the meantime.” She adds. 

Silence filled the entire space. Lord Dafriard wipes his mouth and clears his throat. Drowsiness had dawned and all he wanted to do was go home. 

“If the king has already decided upon this, I will not oppose.”  

“Any banquet is better than none at all. I assure you Lady Estrilda, my father and I will be sure to grace this event.”

“It is settled then. You may take your leave if you do so wish. Your formal invitations have already been sent to your homes.” The king informs and bids his guests adieu. Lord Dafriard bows and is escorted out of the room. Lord La’xrien walks over to his son, their conversation too far for her or Thane to eavesdrop. 

“It is lovely to see you again, Lady Rayne. Sir Thane was right when he said you’d grown to be a wise woman indeed.” Lord Vrelle approaches keeping a comfortable distance as per Estrilda’s wish. 

“Thane said that? A bit hard to grasp but it is, nonetheless, appreciated.” 

“Glad you were able to convince the other courtiers.”

“Oh no. I only supported your suggestion further, Lord Vrelle. So the gratitude you’ve extended me belongs to you. I look forward to seeing your wife and daughters, Lord Vrelle. I’m sure they will have a wonderful time.” Estrilda hands four invitations to Lord Vrelle. 

“They would be delighted, Lady Rayne.” Lord Vrelle bows and leaves the hall with a happy heart. 

“We should return. You have pending proposals to read.” Thane called to Estrilda as he stood waiting for her at the doorway.

“Lady Estrilda.” Adré approaches before she could head out the door. She regrets not having played deaf to his call. Estrilda turns to face him. 

“Allow me to sponsor a couple barrels of wine for your twentieth. How much would you want and I'll have my men deliver it.” Adré asks Estrilda in an attempt to impress her. 

“I appreciate the offer but it is the host’s job to provide all of their guests’ needs.” 

“And with the best, you shall. I insist." 

Wanting nothing more than to evade her suitor’s persistent presence, Estrilda smiles then nods in agreement. 

“I’ll have my men deliver the barrels directly to the palace’s stock room. I’ll see to it that only the best graces every cup, especially yours.” Adré approaches Estrilda hoping to plant a kiss on her cheek to which she covers her mouth with the cloth. He plants a kiss on her cheek regardless of her previous warning then briskly heads through the doors. 

“Bold that one. Seems playing sick did not work. If he does not catch your fancy, then there’s plenty of suitors to choose from once you continue reading the letters.” Thane offers his arm for Estrilda. Though still irked by his doting to find a husband, she links her other arm as they slowly make their way down the steps.

“You witnessed what happened, I do not have the wits nor will to push through.”

“Estrilda.”

“Fine. After dinner?” 

“All right. After dinner.”

“After dessert?” 

“All right you may continue afte-“

“After evening tea?”

Thane rolls his eyes, surrendering to her protest. 

“Let me finish...you did well back there. Your choice of words seemed to have garnered attentive ears. Thus I’m granting you a brief break. You may continue your search after the celebration of your twentieth year.”

“Really? Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Poor choice of words. I leave for Yggdrasil by then.” Estrilda banters as she boards the carriage with assistance from her trusty footman. 

“Would you care to repeat that?” Thane asked as he sat across her.

“Onward, Philip!” Estrilda instructs and with a swift flourish of the reins, Philip sent the horses sprinting. 

As the carriage made its way through, Estrilda peered through the window and observed able-bodied men carrying lumber on their backs while some with wooden wheelbarrows towing the remaining debris to the side to pave way for new, sturdier structures. She got a glimpse of the women tending to their green garden yet to be filled with homestead fair. The children ran bursting in playful screams and laughter as they reenacted Dura’s Dawn with branches to mimic weaponry, wide planks functioning as shields, and old shirts tied to sticks as banners. Despite the reclamation and the work it entails, Ranhorn was alive.

TRISHA NOTES: I don't know how many chapters it will take to tell this story but I will see it through. Just something to note:

My writing process is quite erratic. The goal is once I find my muse, I HAVE to jot everything down before I forget - dialogue, action, scents, feelings. This story comes to me in the form of a movie and I've got tons of scenes playing in my head like Dr. Strange searching out that 1 in 14M possibilities. So I appreciate your patience in advance.

PROLOGUE | WRITING MASTERLIST  |  HEARTSEASE MASTERLIST

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Universal Collision: Meet the Adventurer Support Assists!

Name: Orthros

Class: 5★

Summoner/Duo: No

🎂Birthday🎂: No

Weapon Type: SPECIAL (Seen as Fists) (EX Weapon: Heavenly Vision)

Current character status: Released

Info: (From AFK Arena Wiki)

Everything in our world is temporary. Cities and empires fall and are forgotten under the dust, Swords and plowshares alike rust and crumble. Even mountains, seemingly eternal to the mortals whose lives are so brief by comparison, are worn down to their roots under countless dawns. Only the gods escape what for all else is inevitable. They stand alongside time itself as the sole inheritors of the infinite.

Before the celestial realm of the gods was ravaged by the forces of darkness, there stood a glimmering clock tower, crafted by the heavenly carpenter Ansiel. The clock in the tower, however, didn't simply tell the time. Rather, time followed its dictate. Minutes and hours and days marched dutifully behind the turning hands of the divine artifact. Ansiel's skill was such that the clock was imbued with a sort of sentience that developed and expanded as time went by. Dura herself honored the clock-entity with a name. Orthros. In the first battle against the Hypogeans, Orthros fought alongside Dura. It was when she fell that Orthros discovered his ability to literally turn back the hands of time. She stood again as blood from the fallen returned to wounds and eyes previously closed in death opened. Armies sheathed their swords and marched backwards into the gates that had spilled them forth. All but the gods themselves were unaware that they had been given a second chance.

Dura fell again, and again time was reversed. In each iteration, she fell, and the outcome only became increasingly dire for the forces of light and life. In a final bid for victory, Orthros took time back to before the invasion had even begun. Dura commanded that this time, he leave it. Her fate was her fate, and no amount of meddling would change that.

Since then, Orthros has taken little notice in the affairs of the mortal realms. For eons, he steadily maintained the flow of the temporal stream and did little else. It wasn't until learning of another entity with powers similar to his own that he stirred. A demon has been blinking in and out of various points in the continuum to change past and future. Time, however, is the domain of Orthros and Orthros alone. He will not allow another to twist it to their own designs. (AFK Arena Moment)

Relationships:

Zolrath - Enemy

VC:

The Celestials do not run from their enemies. - DEF and M.DEF of user +100% (3 Turns) and inflict rage on all enemies

Skills / Abilities:

Lunatic (Charge) - Activate Lunatic status Charge on user (3 turns)

Charge: For each hit (including damage to self), add Thunder-type attack (XS)

- Attack type is determined by the original attack

- Regardless of whether there is an active Stance or not, each additional attack increases Ultimate Skill Gauge bar by 0.5%

Time Suspension - Combined Light and Thunder type Blunt attack on a single enemy x24 (M), and physical resistance of enemy -75% (2 Turns)

Time Trap - Speed of all enemies -40% (3 Turns), and inflict Time Stopper on a random enemy

Time Stopper status - User that is inflicted with this status cannot go back to subline or swap with another ally

Inertia - Light type attack on all enemies x4 (XL), and convert buffs of a random enemy to debuffs (3 Turns)

God's Punch: Type O - Thunder type blunt attack on a single enemy (XL)

When in Lunatic: Increases the Ultimate Skill Gauge by 33% and increases the Power of the skill (up to +400%)

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AFK Arena Codes – The Latest Codes in 2022

If you are a mobile gamer that likes complementary elements, then AFK Arena is the game for you. Not only is it free, but designer Lilith Games regularly emits a bunch of AFK Arena codes, which, as you can expect, give you a lot of free in-game stuff that will permit you to go quickly in this Gacha RPG.

The current AFK Arena codes contain free Diamonds, Gold, Hero and Faction Scrolls, Soulstones, and more. Redeeming them is as simple as copying and pasting the codes.

This guide will help you with a list of the latest AFK Arena codes, describe how codes operate and how to redeem them, and deliver a list of expired codes, so you understand which ones to avoid. 

What is AFK Arena?

AFK Arena is an idle RPG game. Join players worldwide to prevent an ancient evil from destroying the realm of Esperia. Players can build up a personalized team and level up with the unique AFK progression system that is both fun and rewarding.

AFK Arena takes place in the land of Esperia, under attack by the Hypogeans – creatures created in a fit of jealousy and rage from the god of death, Annih. This led to a tumultuous war during the dawn of history, which flared again eons later.

You command a legion of heroes fighting for the goddess of life, Dura, against the Hypogeans to end this new era of conflict and war.

AFK Arena is a hero collection card game that came out in 2019 and has been downloaded more than 10 million times from the Google Play store. The game's purpose is to collect heroes and their unique battle perks to progress through the game's story mode and defeat the final boss in the King's Tower.

What Are AFK Arena Codes?

AFK Arena codes are a series of messy letters and numbers that you can redeem in-game for free prizes. Developer Lilith Games releases these regularly, with codes for particular events alongside others with no expiration date.

AFK Arena codes are here. Gaming code is what every gamer is waiting for, and we understand their need. And that's why we are showing her arena codes 2022 active codes list for the best gamer in this post. Here is the list of the latest and working AFK Arena codes 2022 that you can redeem.

AFK Arena Code FAQs

Can You Cheat in AFK Arena?

Depending on the type of fraud you are looking for. There is simply no gold/diamonds/power hack/cheat available. They are all frauds, so ensure you are not getting scammed.

The only way to instantly increase your resources in the game is to utilize the AFK Arena redemption codes we deliver in this post.

Can the Codes Be Utilized for Both the Official and Test Servers?

The code can be utilized on both servers most of the time. It is only a rare time you cannot use it on the test server.

When Does Lilith Dev Release New Codes?

There is not any fixed plan for the code release. But often, the dev shows the codes whenever a new update is released, a new unique event is coming soon, or an extended holiday is coming soon!

How Do You Redeem AFK Arena Codes?

In AFK Arena, to redeem the AFK Arena codes, tap the hero avatar in the upper-left corner of the game screen -> this will open the player profile menu with two tabs; main page and settings. Go to the settings tab -> there, and you should tap the redemption code button. After that, enter one of the working codes listed above and tap the confirm button. That's it. You have got the reward.

Rewards You Can Get From AFK Codes

Each code provides you with different rewards and has other expiration dates. Usually, players will get a proper amount of Diamonds, Gold, Rare & Elite Hero Soulstones, and even a specific Hero in some fantastic holiday events

Final Words

Friends, we have given you all the information related to AFK codes in this post. As new codes arrive, we will post their information here as well. And hope that all this information will be helpful for you.

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