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Chapter 1
"Remembrance"

War is never a pretty sight. They say all suffer in times like these, the innocent even more-so. For people like me however, I don't suffer because I have nothing to loose.

Nothing at all.

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The year is 5703, I was 8 years old and my father had just finished homeschooling me for the day. "Good work today, Marth." he told me "Maybe sometime in the near future you'll take over as head of the country." I just smiled and looked over at my brother, Luke, who was four years older than me. He had just finished his lessons from our mother. "Well look at the time," she said as the pointed at the clock nearby, "it's getting late. You two, get ready for bed." Luke and I nodded and went upstairs. "Do you really think I'll be good enough to run Blissful Tropics?" I asked Luke. He shrugged and replied "I don't know, Lil' bro. There's alot of people in this country. Some are strange while others are amazing, just like the lands all around." I thought about what he said and believed I could be in charge one day. Until... Boom.

Boom.

Me and Luke stared at each other and ran towards the living room. The front door was busted down. When we couldn't find our parents, we hurried to their bedroom. The door was open when we got there, and when we looked inside, everything felt meaningless. A figure wearing solid black clothing from head to toe was in front of our parents' bed, holding a pistol. I looked over to the bed and saw mom & dad laying there, wish blood dripping from their bodies. The man saw us and only said two words, "Oh shit..." I didn't know what to do, what to think, what to feel...

Except rage.

Rage filled my entire being, eventually consuming me. I was so furious that I lost control, blacking out. When my senses returned, Luke was against the wall with fear in his eyes. Blood was in both my hands. I turned back towards the black clothed figure and saw him on the floor, dead.

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A year pasted since "the event." My bro and I lived with our god-father, Jym, but he didn't live very long due to his hear condition. I couldn't inherit my power over Blissful Tropics till I was atleast thirteen years of age. Luke didn't take control because he was both unfit and didn't want power. So, until I turned thirteen, someone from the Committee of Shared Force was required to handle everything till then. Unfortunately, the one selected to lead was Klamer, a power-hungry brute who would do anything to get what he wants. When he first became ruler, he raised taxes so high in Golden Heights Central (G.H.C.) that people either moved away, went into hiding from poverty, or were executed. After he found out I was still around, he hired groups of bounty hunters from other countries to capture me,

Dead or alive.

End of Chapter 1 (Prologue).

Description
Chapter 1
"Remembrance"

War is never a pretty sight. They say all suffer in times like these, the innocent even more-so. For people like me however, I don't suffer because I have nothing to loose.

Nothing at all.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The year is 5703, I was 8 years old and my father had just finished homeschooling me for the day. "Good work today, Marth." he told me "Maybe sometime in the near future you'll take over as head of the country." I just smiled and looked over at my brother, Luke, who was four years older than me. He had just finished his lessons from our mother. "Well look at the time," she said as the pointed at the clock nearby, "it's getting late. You two, get ready for bed." Luke and I nodded and went upstairs. "Do you really think I'll be good enough to run Blissful Tropics?" I asked Luke. He shrugged and replied "I don't know, Lil' bro. There's alot of people in this country. Some are strange while others are amazing, just like the lands all around." I thought about what he said and believed I could be in charge one day. Until... Boom.

Boom.

Me and Luke stared at each other and ran towards the living room. The front door was busted down. When we couldn't find our parents, we hurried to their bedroom. The door was open when we got there, and when we looked inside, everything felt meaningless. A figure wearing solid black clothing from head to toe was in front of our parents' bed, holding a pistol. I looked over to the bed and saw mom & dad laying there, wish blood dripping from their bodies. The man saw us and only said two words, "Oh shit..." I didn't know what to do, what to think, what to feel...

Except rage.

Rage filled my entire being, eventually consuming me. I was so furious that I lost control, blacking out. When my senses returned, Luke was against the wall with fear in his eyes. Blood was in both my hands. I turned back towards the black clothed figure and saw him on the floor, dead.

---------------------------------------------------------

A year pasted since "the event." My bro and I lived with our god-father, Jym, but he didn't live very long due to his hear condition. I couldn't inherit my power over Blissful Tropics till I was atleast thirteen years of age. Luke didn't take control because he was both unfit and didn't want power. So, until I turned thirteen, someone from the Committee of Shared Force was required to handle everything till then. Unfortunately, the one selected to lead was Klamer, a power-hungry brute who would do anything to get what he wants. When he first became ruler, he raised taxes so high in Golden Heights Central (G.H.C.) that people either moved away, went into hiding from poverty, or were executed. After he found out I was still around, he hired groups of bounty hunters from other countries to capture me,

Dead or alive.

End of Chapter 1 (Prologue).