Chapter 8: "She's an I'tioshon"

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POV: Amilena Naki

Created and sent by God, with two gifts each... Gifts that were given to us so that we might help humans with their senseless wars and restore their corrupted minds. I raised myself... No one took me in; I wouldn't let them. I believe the gods watched over me and gave me all I needed to keep going. I learned to fight on my own, I learned what I am on my own, and I discovered my purpose alone. Even now, I am eighteen, and I am on a path that leads to my destiny alone, physically, but I am brought together with many spiritually. I know there are other people like me, but I have not yet found them. I know that I will one day. I know how to keep secrets very well, so I sometimes think all I've got can keep secrets more than very well, and that's why it's such a pain in the butt to try to find them. So much to the point where I doubt myself and have doubts about whether they're actually out there or not. But no matter how much I doubt it, I will continue the search for them. But lately I've been occupied with something less interesting but still important: how it could help change this war between the Vesh and Kishi Empires. I raised myself in the woods, and that's where I began to accidentally bump into Vesh camps. I know they're Vesh camps because of their signature black eye emblem... You'll see that black eye at any place with Vesh soilders. Getting inside was easy with my ability to persuade, but I had to find a point of entry that wasn't crowded with simple-minded guards that would take orders from the most simple-minded kings or emperors. The front gates were weird, but almost everything about the Vesh Empire was weird; the way they spoke and dressed and their weapons were weird too, but highly effective when used in combat. No one in all seven kingdoms had seen anything like it. Dangerously fast-moving metal and steel would fly from some of these weapons and kill multiple finely tuned warriors within seconds, but sometimes instantly. Once I was inside, I made my way down a long, narrow hallway. I saw the way the soilders were dressed and just pictured the clothes that they wore on me. Within two seconds, I was walking down the hall, resembling a fellow Vesh soilder, ready to be bossed around by some big dishonorable idiot. 

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