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Wor Hol: An ancient Irken tradition held in high regard even to this very day. It started at the same time every year on the planet Mafitia and brought with it feasting and entertainment in the form of Maa Fi.
Maa Fi was a series of battles the selected smeets, known as Champions, would partake in. Upon success, their final points would be tallied up and the Champion would then travel to one of Mafitia’s moons wherein the Maa Ri would begin.
For other smeets who were not selected to be Champions, they were brought to the moons as early as possible, some taken directly from the smeeterie right after hatching and never knew they weren't on Irk. Their lives were spent training and preparing for Maa Ri, a ceremony of seclusion in which the Champions and themselves would be joined together for life; these smeets were known as Trophies.
Two of those Trophies were the purple-eyed smeets, Purple, a male, and Tak, a female. Taken from the smeeterie as soon as they’d opened their eyes for the first time, Purple and Tak’s every waking moment (and many of their sleeping moments as well) had been devoted to training and preparing them for their ultimate roles as Trophies in Wor Hol. Top Trophies, to be presented to the top Champion to choose between.
We will be following the story and trials of Wor Hol as experienced by Purple.
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