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It all begins where creatures, monsters, evil used to rule the world during in the 706 AD.
All evil living Monsters all kneed before a dark, cold, blooded man. Every-time he speaks a cold chill goes down your back feeling the fear over coming you saying death to your ear.
He stands there in all black like as night, in armor covered in blood, his sword sits in his hand also covered in blood all the Monsters are wondering why his he? He speaks every quietly saying "I killed a man... That is why I am covered in blood" while with a snicker behind it all.

All the Monsters wonder why he did it? One of them speaks up with all his courage asking the Dark Knight why he did? The Evil man sits down and looks at the creatures with eyes like daggers he tells them saying with Anger, Rage, Hate, Carnage behind it, he says " The Man I killed was a King from the North about to attack use, he ask me to have a Fest with him so I came by myself..." while say this one monster say "why" he turns his head angry because he has been stop from telling his story. He kills the creature with one hit sliced him right in half. He sits back in his chair like it was nothing wrong and all the creatures in shock seeing there friend getting killed. The Dark evil Knight continuing his nasty cold blooded heartless story " I went by myself because you UGLY GOOD FOR NOTHING CREATURES HAVE NO MANNERS!!!" They all said nothing with fear hoping he would not kill them. He told them he was attack "It was a trap" he said. " I killed all of them the whole kingdom but I left one child so he can tell my story" Laughing while he was speaking.

But little he knew about the child he was different. Not by looks nor the way he talk he had a gift, not like a present or anything like a ability to do something. No man nor woman could do what he could do. The boy could not die, you could push him off a 500ft cliff and would not die. Hes a Healer, that's what they called him cause he would heal so rapidly fast. The Mother and Father loved him with all there hearts they didn't care about what other people said about him, "He's Not No WHICH" they would say when other farmers or other people would say something mean or heartbroken for a child to hear. The boy sits there covered in his Father and Mothers blooded he didn't know what to do cry, be angry, all he wanted to do is to die but he knew why God gave him this gift...
TO KILL THE DARK LORD OF EVIL.