A name...

A simple word. A collective word defined into one.

And only 16 people may obtain a "name".

It wasn't a decision based upon majority voting amongst the gods, but an impulse of just one god. This impulse led to the creation of a cruel world where only 16 may have a name, while the rest suffered under titles of their jobs.

A world where no one knew who they were.

Amongst this cruel ruling, a young girl was chosen to recieve the name, "Queen". However, this young girl was not one of the aristocrats that many "Queens" before her was. She was a girl from the slums with unruly red tipped blue hair and emerald eyes. The fact that she was even chosen to be the "Queen" of the world was an act against the gods! But it could never be denied that she was chosen.

That day the world began to move in a direction different than what was predicted previously. A young girl was chosen to rule the world at the mere age of 8. But this girl was smarter and better than the rest, which won her the prestige of being given a name by the Gods and with it she declared to the world as she was being crowned.

"In my name as 'Queen'! I will right what has been wrong!"