Chapter 26: 18 years prior.

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The morning air was cold and bitter. A village was planted in a large open area near some woods. The snow in this area of the country never moved it stayed all year. Welcoming the locals morning, noon and night. The people of these lands were hardy and tough. Each with thick skin and big builds. The people were wild as animals, fighters down to every man, woman and child. The harsh cold lands they called home only the strong could possibly survive. Inside the snowy wild woods two children played. These pair always together inseparable. Both looked identical almost twins but there was four years between the two. One was twelve and the other eight. Both known very well within the village has mischief makers and fighters. The two boys far stronger than any normal adult. They spend everyday training their mind and body for fights. Sometimes the villagers would not see the pair in days. They would simply survive in the wild of the woods. Killing hare or other small rodents for food. Of the two brothers one was far more wild than the other. His eyes filled with hate and domination. Everything the child touched he would destroy, control or disregard. The other kind hearted always looking out for his brother. He would help anyone he would see even if he were at a loss. The people of the village took kinder to this young boy than to the brother.

Inside the small village a large church stood in the centre the doors large and wooden and the walls made of thick bricks larger than any one man's torso. Outside the church a short old woman spoke with a large bald muscled man.

"Have you seen the boys? It has been over a week." Her voice was gentle.

"No Fure I haven't sorry. Have you asked Ghert? He may know. Don't they go to him for supplies?"

"No, no I have already asked him." She pondered for a moment then smirked. "They are probably dead."

The man burst into a laughter "Going senile old woman? The void doesn't even want those damn children. No they are alive. Not even a bear could take them."

Fure smiled "You are right of course Mr. Jep. Both are fated for great things I can feel it."

"Well one of them is blessed with his blood after all. I feel it in my heart old girl; He is the second coming of our great leader."

"I don't know, People always look at him thinking that but I think it's the other brother."

"Don't be senile. Have you seen him some of our best warriors can't match the brother yet you say it's not him but the other. No, no he is too different. He took more of his mother's blood."

"Maybe so, but let me tell you this Jep. It may only be the hopes or ramblings of an old woman past her prime. I know this. One of the brothers will bring untold chaos to this country and the world will once again return to the chaos it once held."

"Well you know who my moneys on."

In the middle of a small clearing of trees in the woods. The two brothers fought each other. Each flying blows at each other, some connecting others not with each punch blood and spit splayed out of their lips. They both possessed long brown shaggy hair. Their eyes light brown and skin peach white. The clothes they wore all but rags. Layers of different cloth stitched together to make resemble what can only be called trousers. They wore nothing else. Bare feet on the cold ground and chests exposed to the bitter air. They did all this to make themselves stronger. The older brother was a little taller than the younger but by only a few centimetres. Another smack clashed this time it was the taller one who took the blow. His round chin took most of the impact. He wobbled before falling to the cold ground.

"I win! At last." A smile wide on the young ones bruised face.

Pulling himself of the ground the older one spoke. "Yes you did, well-done Espex."

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