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Created on Tuesday, 22 November 2005 13:22 |
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Most would think that with the hard life I've had, that I should be somehow different from what I am. I was orphaned as a small child. My parents, mere fisherman, were lost at sea when I was only very young.
I was then raised by a wise old scholar. He tought me everything I needed to know about the archane arts. But as fate would have it, at the young age of 16 I was ripped from the only thing that mattered to me once again. My adoptive father's boat sunk on a returning trip to the island. I was cast out into the world with only the knowledge of archane arts on my shoulders.
Life was hard at first, I'll be honest. I struggled to stay alive. Always training to become stronger. And become stronger I did. I rose up in society. I found a new home, in the Sun Moon Sect. And then I met the woman of my dreams. I worked hard to get her attention. I became a member of the clan council, I attained the honor of becomming a Kugnae Defender, I even tried to grow stronger and attained my second mark. But alas, she never paid me any attention. Until one day I asked her, exhasperated, "Why have you not noticed me? I've tried and tried, working hard to catch your attention, but you do not notice me." She looked up at me, smiling, and shook her head. "I noticed you, but you were always too busy for me. I thought you weren't interested in me, that you were more interested in what you were doing." I took her in my arms and proposed to her. That was the first day of the rest of my life. We've grown so dependant of eachother now, and I couldn't imagine a life with out my sweet Pandora.
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