I will withhold the story for until I finish it. I hope this won't be of inconvenience for those who are reading. But the prologue is to stay for those who it might interest.

~08-15-2015

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Prologue
Orfrasnos

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It's been a long time since I saw one of these swords. A conglomerate of shards shining a beautiful blue, the feeling of the energy, emanating, that holds it together, and the chill as it whizzes over my head as they try to cut me... Ah! Lovely sensations!

If only they can use it properly... Ugh. These 'knights', these 'Spiralians'! Terrible beasts. They just arrived and they're claiming everything already! But I will not fall to the likes of these.. this... no, never! And this one! this one will not defeat me!

"You will not!"
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Now that you're dead, let me have this sword.
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Ah, Amostropos! What has gotten in your head? You have stricken a deal with the Ashen King! He who allowed himself to be corrupted by his own passions! Are we not friends? Do we not come from the same tree? You, whose shadows alone could crush and pierce through the toughest Almirian steel, whose shout echoes that of the core's fiendish reverberations, whose appearance inspires fear and awe! Agh... My belief would be that you have your own reasons, but this is a disgrace! Your agreement is an awful one. Still, still, I might be able to do something to change your mind.
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