The Prologue

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A Boy sat waiting for His execution. A large armored guy stood straight. He held an even bigger battle axe in his hand. The boy didn't even seem to be bothered.

The armored man stared holes into his eyes as the boy had been lifted and placed on guillotine. He groaned as a guard slammed him down into the board, forcing his head into the hole and locked it. The Executioner lifted his axe and spoke. It sounded like another language, but it seemed that the words were understood. His name. Nikolaos the executioner. Here to execute...?

The boy's eyes went from grey to glowing blue as he stared. It seemed like he was staring into nothing. No words were audible but his own.

"You. Malik Winters... I see you. We share something in common, boy. I see that you need me. So I will help you. I will slowly grant you abilities you've never thought possible. I am blessing one of the items your father once possessed. Find it, Malik. Then when you need it most, it will come in handy..."

As he finished his sentence, the executioner raised the blade. His eyes glowed blue. The audience's eyes glowed blue. Everyone else but the boy getting executed had been... Grey? The axe came down and sunk into his neck. But just before his head had come off, he said

"Find it, Malik... Maliiiik... WAKE UP MALIK!"

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