“Those monsters…they search for answers they don’t need to know. These callous monsters seem to multiply, from one, to two, to ten…to one-hundred. But when I took up this blade, I swore to live my life for others, and strive to keep winning so that the people could see and be lifted to fight. These shallow beginnings I’ve gone through, these constant feelings have irritated me. So, I will bring it upon myself to use darkness against evil, and bring stars to the night skies, and bring this evil…back to nothing.”
The dark armor clad man ran towards the swarm of creatures and thought to himself as he unsheathed his sword, gifted to him by the priest;
(I can taste bitter copper…but I feel warm…the evil beats on my heat like a heat wave. This must be what hell feels like…)
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