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Hello those whose names I do not know. My name is Ereblote. And I shall tell you the beginning of my story.

Well, it was the time of the Hundred Years War. I had made it to the epicenter of darkness, Edward's castle. Home of the Dark Prince Edward. I spent years just to get to this moment, and I was now ready to fight this evil dictator. The fight was fierce but luckily I had allies to back me up. My allies being a few mages, about twenty or so archers, some rouges or what you would consider as knife users, and, along with me, fifteen or so paladins.

We fought valiantly, many dying on the battlefield, but through it all we never stood down. After so many weeks of fighting there were few of us left. The Prince swung his sword, striking down most of the remaining warriors with one sweep, but I managed to avoid the fatal blow. That attack, leaving Edward open and defenseless, gave me the opportunity i needed. I jumped up, using his sword to gain leverage I raised by sword above my head, noticing the other warriors looking up at me with newfound hope in their weary eyes. I turned back to my target, thrusting my mighty blade through his skull. He made his last blood curdling wail as his life was taken. Then a flash of light engulfed me as I stood face to face to an angel. No, she was no angel, for she was far more fairer and more regal than any mystical deity I had ever had the worthy of bestowing my eyes upon. As I gazed upon her I could see her emerald eyes full of pride and happiness, and I wondered if it was because of me that she showed such emotions. Her lips parted, as she spoke with a lucid, almost musical voice that made my body want to weep with an unknown emotion.

"Young warrior," she said, "You with heart of gold and soul of purest white. You have slain the horrid demon which hast plagued our world for as long as thou can remember. I thank thee, just as all the goddesses thank thee for such valiant efforts."

I could not form a single syllable. My body froze as she spoke these words to me. For a goddess to thank a small, insignificant human suck as myself filled me with suck pride and humility. Then the question dawned on me, one that has gnawed onto my mind since I began my quest.

"What happens now?"

The goddess gave me a reassuring smile, and at that moment my heart was put at ease, like when a mother comforts her child when they wake from a nightmare.

"You have no reason to worry," she said in her soothing voice. "The monsters that have terrorized the poor humans shall perish, returning the world to a long awaited state of peace."

I sighed in relief. The people would be safe, there would be no more pain. Nobody would suffer anymore. Nobody would need to hide in fear. And with these thoughts tears began to stream down my face. But they were not tears of sadness. No, these tears were the tears of joy.

The fair goddess wiped these tears away, looking into my eyes as she said, "but your role has not ended yet, young one."

I looked up at her, confused at these words but soon and unexplainable weariness washed over me. I strained to keep my eyes open, looking up at the white light that I assumed was the goddess.

Everything became hazy and blurred. The last words I heard where from the goddess, but my mind was becoming unresponsive so I could not hear everything she said to me. "You will awake once more.... save........ world........... blackness............... hero................................."

And all was dark and quiet.

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Hello those whose names I do not know. My name is Ereblote. And I shall tell you the beginning of my story.

Well, it was the time of the Hundred Years War. I had made it to the epicenter of darkness, Edward's castle. Home of the Dark Prince Edward. I spent years just to get to this moment, and I was now ready to fight this evil dictator. The fight was fierce but luckily I had allies to back me up. My allies being a few mages, about twenty or so archers, some rouges or what you would consider as knife users, and, along with me, fifteen or so paladins.

We fought valiantly, many dying on the battlefield, but through it all we never stood down. After so many weeks of fighting there were few of us left. The Prince swung his sword, striking down most of the remaining warriors with one sweep, but I managed to avoid the fatal blow. That attack, leaving Edward open and defenseless, gave me the opportunity i needed. I jumped up, using his sword to gain leverage I raised by sword above my head, noticing the other warriors looking up at me with newfound hope in their weary eyes. I turned back to my target, thrusting my mighty blade through his skull. He made his last blood curdling wail as his life was taken. Then a flash of light engulfed me as I stood face to face to an angel. No, she was no angel, for she was far more fairer and more regal than any mystical deity I had ever had the worthy of bestowing my eyes upon. As I gazed upon her I could see her emerald eyes full of pride and happiness, and I wondered if it was because of me that she showed such emotions. Her lips parted, as she spoke with a lucid, almost musical voice that made my body want to weep with an unknown emotion.

"Young warrior," she said, "You with heart of gold and soul of purest white. You have slain the horrid demon which hast plagued our world for as long as thou can remember. I thank thee, just as all the goddesses thank thee for such valiant efforts."

I could not form a single syllable. My body froze as she spoke these words to me. For a goddess to thank a small, insignificant human suck as myself filled me with suck pride and humility. Then the question dawned on me, one that has gnawed onto my mind since I began my quest.

"What happens now?"

The goddess gave me a reassuring smile, and at that moment my heart was put at ease, like when a mother comforts her child when they wake from a nightmare.

"You have no reason to worry," she said in her soothing voice. "The monsters that have terrorized the poor humans shall perish, returning the world to a long awaited state of peace."

I sighed in relief. The people would be safe, there would be no more pain. Nobody would suffer anymore. Nobody would need to hide in fear. And with these thoughts tears began to stream down my face. But they were not tears of sadness. No, these tears were the tears of joy.

The fair goddess wiped these tears away, looking into my eyes as she said, "but your role has not ended yet, young one."

I looked up at her, confused at these words but soon and unexplainable weariness washed over me. I strained to keep my eyes open, looking up at the white light that I assumed was the goddess.

Everything became hazy and blurred. The last words I heard where from the goddess, but my mind was becoming unresponsive so I could not hear everything she said to me. "You will awake once more.... save........ world........... blackness............... hero................................."

And all was dark and quiet.