Berig     Created on Monday, 05 June 2006 00:01  
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  I've been a member of Xia-Xiang since I was born, yes my father was the great SubChess Sr., his legacy lives on in both myself and my elder brother SubChess Jr. Anyhow, back when I was a boy practicing my general combat skills with the basic training that everyone receives at that age. I was not one to attack with physical power much, I was very hesitate for I did not like to inflict damage on people even if they were ill towards me or my family. Obviously my parents did not understand me or my feelings towards combat so they just made it worse by forcing me to endure training and they actually thought making me kill animals with my bare hands would make me like doing it. I still don't understand their methods to this day, but what's in the past is in the past even though I still hear the sounds of sheep screaming in pain and the blood of Ox spilling to the ground to form a giant puddle beneath the once great animal. However all that is past me now, I have moved on and I am grown up. I am my own man and conduct myself as I wish to and don't do anything that I deem inappropriate, thus I do not engage in combat in the direct sense. I am that of a healer, I founded again, when I was a little boy. My father took us (my brother and myself) out on a hunt amongst the wilderness, we were both very young and relatively weak to venture on our own, let alone attempt to kill something outside a controlled environment. But nevertheless we attempted to and in all honesty it was a very close battle. The Blood wolf attacked with a force we did not expect and before my father could react it pounced on my brother. He was unconscious for at least five minutes. My father panicked, he let his son, the heir to his thrown die to a mere blood wolf. He immediately dropped to his knees in tears before the corpse of my brother but just then? I felt a power inside me it was like I knew the secret to life, it was a feeling like no other. I wasn't sure how to use the power but all I knew is that I couldn't let my brother die so I attempted to do what was unheard of at the time. Without saying one word I looked at my father then kneeled before my brother and closed my eyes. I began to concentrate and focus on my brother's spirit, searching for it in the surrounding fields. I know my brother he would not have wandered far so I it didn't take long before I found it, I then focused all my energy on to the image of him being restored to life. I then opened my eyes and saw a flash of light and my brother's body raise into the sky, a beam of light shot down into his chest and then he gasped for air. My father was stunned he couldn't believe his eyes he was speechless. He gave us both a big hug then we ventured home, he was silent the entire way there. I think he was still in shock from the recent tragedy. When we arrived home we told everyone the hunt was a success and that we were both excelling very rapidly at out skills, we all knew that was a lie but the true story of what happened that day never made it out. And my gifts were never truly discovered until a much later date. But I'm running out of Ink and I'm sure you're running out of time. So I'll save you the trouble, I am now known as the Xia-Xiang rebirth of life and I venture with my brother everywhere he goes, because I made a sacred vow to my father in secret that I would do everything in my power to protect him and make sure the legacy lives on. The Xia-Xiang fortune and fate will live on forever.