The Map of the Eldora Continent
The Eldora continent consists of 6 regions, each occupied by kingdoms except Land Lost:
- In the east of the continent, there is the Rose Kingdom which is famous for its culture, architecture, art and nobility. The kingdom is currently ruled by a council of nobles, with the royal family of El Rose as the symbol of the kingdom. In this kingdom lived Blood Rose and her daughter.
- In the middle of the continent, there is the magic kingdom, Magica which has the most prestigious academy, Oxfoed in the world. This kingdom is ruled by a council of elite wizards. The kingdom maintained neutrality for centuries thanks to the existence of the Oxfoed academy where genius students from all countries on the continent gathered and studied magic.
- In the south of the continent, there is the Wealth Kingdom, which has the greatest wealth on the continent. This kingdom was led by a rich elite who controlled the kingdom's economy and could even control the continent's economy.
- In the north of the continent, there is the military kingdom, the Soldera Kingdom, which has the strongest military power on the continent. The kingdom is ruled by a military junta government.
- In the west of the continent, there is a group of autonomous countries that form the Freedom Alliance. The majority of these autonomous countries are republics. The Freedom Alliance was formed to face the Soldera Kingdom, which is ready to invade at any time.
- In the southeast of the continent, there is a no-man's land, Lost Land where is a stretch of desert, fog and rocky land. It is said that this land hides the ruins of an ancient civilisation. The Rose, Magica and Wealth Kingdoms are directly in contact with the Lost Land.
Along the coastline of the continent, there is a black area that is barren, foggy and filled with dangerous monsters. It is said that these monsters came from outside the continent and occupied the coastline, but for some reason, they did not invade the mainland of the continent.
Beyond the coastline lies the
Endless Sea, which is said to be extremely dangerous and filled with sea monsters. Little is known about the Endless Sea because not many explorers have made it out alive.
Have I ever described this map as setting/worldbuilding?
Yes, it's narratively reflected in the story's setting in each chapter. Even in the prequel, I mapped out the strategic positions between kingdoms and potential future geopolitical conflicts:
Vol 1 Chapter 5: Epilogue – Blood Rose Shakes the Continent of Eldora
Blood Rose: Her Last Mercy was Death by
Eldoria
Four Continental Empires Watch
In addition to the Rose Kingdom, there are four great powers that have been maintaining the fragile balance of the Eldora Continent.
They received a message from the Rose Kingdom:
A trembling letter with the royal seal.
It contained an emergency announcement and a wanted poster:
WANTED
BLOOD ROSE
The perpetrator of the assassination of Duke Gilles de Vire.
The instigator of extrajudicial judgment.
The extremist who threatens the stability of all kingdoms.
Threat Level: IV - Blightbrand
Bounty: 10.000 gold coins
Died or
Alive
The letter was airborne along with dozens of black eagles.
And in every capital city of the great empires, the poster was displayed.
But what happened was not a manhunt. Nor was it a declaration of war.
What happened was…
Silence.
—
Reaction of the Wealth Kingdom
Sitting on a throne surrounded by gold and graphite engravings of wealth,
Queen Mevalina II frowned as she read the news.
“Duke Gilles is dead? Huh. He owes us a huge debt.”
“And the murderer? She expose the crime? Then who do we blame? The perpetrator, or the revealer?”
The queen sipped her wine with jewelled fingers and chuckled.
“Let’s watch. Let the Rose dance a while longer before we pluck its petals.”
—
Reaction of the Magica Kingdom
In the Crystalline Glass Tower, the Archmages sat around a blood-colored orb of prophecy.
“Blood Rose… the power to penetrate the palace guards’ magic?
This is no ordinary magic. This is a will bathed in suffering.”
A young magus murmured softly:
“If magic is built from the deepest emotions… she is not just a wizard. She… is suffering itself.”
Magica chose to remain silent. They took notes. Observed.
—
Reaction of the Soldera Kingdom
The most brutal military empire viewed this case with high alert.
“If such an executioner were to attack our city, who would survive?”
Soldera’s generals began to re-map their cities’ strategies.
They were not interested in who was right or wrong.
They only wanted to know: How to kill the Executioner if she came to their gates?
—
Reaction of the Freedom Alliance
Among the democratic nations that made up the Freedom Alliance,
debates broke out like embers on dry paper.
“We cannot support extremists! Judgment without trial is the new tyranny!”
“But what if the courts have been bought by the old tyranny?”
Activists secretly distributed Blood Rose leaflets,
describing her not as a killer,
but as a living martyr.
“Blood Rose is not a symbol of death…
But a warning.
That if you fail to hear the voices of the victims,
then the bloody rose will speak for them.”
That day… the whole world did not just read one name.
They shivered at it.
They called her in prayers and curses.
Blood Rose Princess.
She was no longer just a fugitive.
She had become an idea.
And ideas…cannot be killed.
—
The Disaster Princesses Watch
As Gilles de Vire’s body was still gnawing at the time on the thorny rose stake,
News of his execution had spread like a poisonous fog to every corner of the Eldora Continent.
It was not just the common people who trembled, it was not just the nobles who shivered—
but those who stood outside the law,
those who were called the Disaster Princesses,
those who understood that this world had long since died…
those who knew that blood was but the last language of mankind.
—
POV: The Third Disaster Princess - Golden Wisdom
Below the underground library of the kingdom of Magica, where forbidden books made sounds when opened and candlelight hung in the air like curious spirits, a girl with short golden hair sat silently amidst the stacks of breathing books.
Her violet eyes held no emotion.
Only calculation.
Only a cold calculation of the crumbling moral fabric.
In her hands: a scroll of reports from the Rose kingdom, sealed in blood and ink.
“Blood Rose… An anomaly that destabilises the continent’s narrative. The public execution of the kingdom’s economic symbol… outside the law, outside the consensus. Is this the beginning… or the correction of the system?”
Golden Wisdom’s voice was almost an echo in the empty room.
Then she looked up at the stone ceiling carved with ancient magic symbols.
“
Marry El Rose… I wonder… what anomaly you will form from that wound, my sister.”
She didn’t smile. Didn’t cry.
Merely plotting possibilities.
—
POV: The Fourth Disaster Princess - Equality Princess
In the centre of the white marble hall of the Alliance’s People’s Council, among the senators debating morals and laws, sat a girl with fiery red hair, disguised as a promising young senator.
Her hand propped up on her chin, her smile was gentle yet dangling like a knife dancing over the flames. No one knew that behind her gentle smile, she was a living disaster:
Equality Princess - Revia.
“Blood Rose has killed the hero of finance,” whispered one of the senators.
“But who made her a hero? Who counted her worth?”
Revia asked softly, slipping into the discussion like sweet poison. In her heart, she neither hated nor admired Blood Rose. She waited.
“Will she judge criminals of all classes… or only the tyrants above? Will that judgment be neutral, or still biased?”
Revia did not want the world cleansed by one bloody hand. She wanted the scales burned, then rebuilt.
“We will meet, sister. Amidst the flames of law and blood,” she whispered in his mind.
—
POV: The Eldest Disaster Princess - Earth Mother (Mother of the Disaster Princesses)
In a hidden place nestled in the heart of an ancient jungle. There grew a world tree whose trunk pierced the clouds, on one of its branches, sat a beautiful green-haired woman.
Her green eyes stared up at the sky sadly. She did not read the scrolls. She felt—through the weeping roots of the tree, through the flowers that screamed as the blood of children was spilt.
“Marry… so this is the path you chose.”
Earth Mother’s voice was fragile, but the trees bowed to hear her.
“I once guided you in your dreams, now you have awakened… and chosen to walk alone.”
She did not forbid. She did not regret.
“But… be careful, my little rose. Do not let your thorns prick you.”
—
POV: The Fifth Disaster Princess - Black Mist
In the ruins of a now. Silent city, where the bodies of men lie buried in silence and the bodies of women are shrouded in mist… a woman stands amidst an altar of mist. Black Mist — liberator of women and executioner of the patriarchal world—heard the news as she was erasing the traces of the city she had just:
“Liberated.”
A Shadowmist approached her.
“Your Highness, news has come. The Blood Rose has crucified a noble.”
Black Mist did not answer immediately.
She simply stood in the mist, listening to the sound of the wind and the silent screams in the air.
“The girls…are they tied up in the castle’s underground?”
“Yes, Princess. All of them.”
Black Mist laughed softly. But it was not a happy laugh.
That laughter… a laughter from the wound that finally found an echo elsewhere.
“My sister… You too smell the rotting bones and tears behind the palace.
Finally, someone dances in blood…
not out of hatred, but out of love that cannot be saved.”
She looked east.
“Postpone the next extermination. Send the women to Mist Garden.”
“And… make this city beautiful. Let them sleep… in clean dreams.”
Shadowmist bowed.
“What shall we do next, Princess?”
Black Mist smiled thinly, mist dancing around her.
“I wish to see Blood Rose’s face. Perhaps… she is the only one who can touch this wound.”
—
Meanwhile Marry...
POV: Unknown — A Shadow in Plain Sight
While the world was in turmoil,
while Gilles’ blood had yet to dry on the streets,
while kings argued in palaces of marble and lies—
—in a nameless corner of the world,
in a musty tavern filled with smoke and the stench of alcohol,
where the light was weaker than the liquor served,
A black-haired girl sat silently.
Her face was hidden by the shadow of a shabby robe’s hood.
Her eyes were dark, not reflecting the light of an oil lamp.
Before her:
a bowl of thin soup with almost no taste,
a piece of bread as hard as stone, held by time.
She ate slowly.
Without a sound.
Without involvement.
All around her, the world spoke.
“Blood Rose is a ruthless killer! If we lose Gilles, the country could fall!”
“The nobles are rotten. At least… someone dared to act.”
“Shhh! Be careful! The wanted posters are out! Who knows, there might be a spy here!”
“One… ten… thousand… gold coins, they said…”
“Crazy. If I can catch Blood Rose, I’ll retire!”
“Do you want to die? She’s not human…”
One table. Two tables. Five tables.
All repeating the same name:
Blood Rose. Blood Rose. Blood Rose.
But the girl sitting in the corner—
the girl they talked about,
they cursed, they made a myth and a curse—
simply sipped her soup.
She smiled faintly.
Not out of pride.
Not out of anger.
But because… the world had lost control of the narrative.
In her mind,
not anger, not arrogance,
but a city covered in rain.
Rain City.
“Rain City, I wonder what kind of play you are playing today…”
And no one knows,
that the girl who is silent in the corner of the tavern—
is the one they worship in prayers for justice,
the one they condemn as a terrorist,
the one they hunt with swords and money.
Marry El Rose.
Blood Rose Princess.
But for those who understand the meaning of wounds…
she is not a killer.
She is the law in the form of a rose.
Silent.
Soft.
But piercing.
When her steps leave the tavern,
No one looks.
No sound of warning.
No acknowledgement.
Only a silver coin was left on the table—
The only evidence that truth once sat with lies in the midst of a drunken world.
And like a
shadow…
She is gone.
