| Berig | Created on Thursday, 09 June 2005 22:21 |
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That morning was cold, it was the winter of Yuri 71. I wasn't living in these lands at the time. I was living in a nearby town called Ilbon. It wasn't exactly in Ilbon but just off to the west; about a twenty minute hike. I don't remember too much of my childhood. I don't know if its because I tend to block them memories or if it was all the beatings I took to "prepare" myself for life. I was raised in a small community of less than 30. We were no part of the Ilbon community but we had our own little colony. There was my mother and father who'm I don't care to talk about... and to be honest, I don't care to talk about any certain individual who I lived in this community with. Everyday was the same routine, I would wake up every morning around the crack of dawn and the only reason I would wake up that early would be from a sore back or a splinter from the wooden floor I slept on. Them days.... I didn't wake up. Them nights were spent restless; tossing and turning so much that it nearly drove me crazy. Each morning I would be in that state of mind where i'd be so out of it because I was so tired that everytime I would start to drift to sleep the discomfort would set in again and keep me conscious. The sleepless night didn't help what I had going on during the day. First things first... I would get out of "bed" and throw on my Armor. I would grab my little dagger and I wasn't even strong enough to weild a shield at the time. I would have to endure much training during my days here, and these days were long. The hardest part about it all was fighting the weakness in my body from the lack of energy. Our training included many different aspects of strength, will power, body endurance, and intelligance. We all had "trainers," if thats what you want to call them. There was only four of us being trained by these fools, not a single one of us four spoke to eachother.... We trained and that was it. This was life. One of the training techniques they used was to always push us around. Learn to take as much abuse as you can so when something comes at you in life, it is nothing. We would sit there and let the trainers beat the hell out of us. When they were done they would have us four trainees go at it. We would fight and often one of us would have to be carried off that day and return a later day. On top of the lack of sleep I already have, we had to stay up for 72 hours with no sleep. We would be held underwater to gain strength in our lungs. We got tore up, day in and day out for Yuri's. The best part about the day was class. It didn't last long but that was our break time to us. We were taught many techniques on how to read and manipulate people - and use it against them to get what we need. Their teachings also included them basically telling us what we should believe in society and in our own life - what is life meant to be? They got as far as teaching us how to use stealth to get into places . They taught us the hand of the crook. We would go through drills on how to break to different types of places and how to leave there without leaving any evidence or trails that could possibly lead back to us.They would oftan tell us, in class, that they treat us this way because they want us to get out of this place and move on to bigger obstacles and conquer what is meant to be, The training turned into live missions where we were risking our lifes just to prove that we are good enough to live in this world? I don't think so. It was like we were brainwashed... almost. I was so close to believing that this life was how it is and how it should be. This went on for days, then it turned into Yuri's which literally turned into Hyul's. This was my life for many years. It wasn't until a few nights later where I actually laid on that wooden floor and felt comfortable. I had a lot on my mind. I was bothered by this situation. I was doing work for people that have trained me to risk my life to fulfill their personal needs. I was going on ridiculous trips for items in the kingdom that were not even necessary. We were their slaves, they did everything to us that they teached us about. They manipulated us to make us believe what they said, to help them get what they need. I laid their thinking, not worried about the discomfort. My eyes shut, I drifted asleep... This was the day I was born. I am awake, alert, and have knowledge. I also knew that this day - I was getting the hell out of here. I packed a few things, not much because I didn't want to look suspicious. I knew exactly what I needed to survive for a few days. I also knew how to escape without getting seen. I mean.. they did teach me. They taught me very well. Just as the sun started to go down I went out on my usual trip to get some water to bring back to the "family." The family never got their water that night. I was gone, left without a trace. I walked out right next to them with the water bucket in my hand. Inside that water bucket lay just enough materials to get by in this weather. It's been a rough six days. I knew I had to get to ilbon though I wasn't too eager to go into Ilbon. I did many "training operations" inside that town. I was never caught but I hated risking the fact of possibly getting recognized - but I had to. I put on a disquise and headed into Ilbon with hopes of finding a direction of a possible life. I was informed of the lands of Buya. The trip would be long and the supplies I packed were not meant for this long of a trip however, I didn't have a choice. I made my way through the forest, sleeping with the leaves and whatever I could to keep me warm. I had many negative thoughts. I knew I would never give up on making it to Buya but I was beginning to feel that I just wasn't going to make it. This cold weather was eating me alive and there was nothing I could do about it. On that last day I see this mirage. It's a gate, a stone gate which made me think of civilization. As I crawled towards the gate, not able to walk any more. I vaguely remember a Man in white grabbing me and carrying me back to some barracks. I was unconscious. At that point I felt as though my life was over. I was in no state of mind. I was off, gone, away from my body. It was like a dream, a dream that I was never going to wake up from. This is when I woke up. It was bright, the sun mixed with the snow shined through the glass as I lay there covered up on a bed inside the Buyan Imperial Army Barracks- though I didn't know that's where I was at the times. I believe it was two blankets, maybe even three. I remember I had more pillows than I needed. I wasn't too startled; I never freaked out. I was just confused but at this time I was in a bed, comfortable, something i've never experienced. I begin to hear movement nearby. At this point I have no idea what to expect. the door opens and this poet steps through with a plate carrying a cup of water. I startled her because she wasn't expecting me to be awake. I began asking her what had happend and where I was. Thats where I came to find that this was the Buyan Imperial Army and that was the wife, Kirikka, of the man who saved me, Erucolindo. They say that when some animals are born, the first creature they encounter they will be bonded towards. This was the first interaction I had in my life. My previous life before this was not my life; it was owned by my so called "family." I was brought into these halls with open arms. I was cared for and treated better than I have ever been treated in my life. Erucolindo, along with BIA soldiers saved my life. There is no other family that I would rather show my honor towards. This is where I now wish to call myself, Magura Solinarus. |
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