100 years ago
"Now, bow before the great Sandini!" Sandini roared and raised his hands in the air. The people around him were suitably shocked — magic on this scale had not been performed in over fifty years.
"Bow, I say! Bow!" It had taken him twenty years, but he had finally raised his fitness and faith to the level needed for the magic he craved. Now it was time for the rest to submit in awe.
But all around him, the people just waited and stared. Sandini looked around, annoyed at them.
"What is wrong with all of you?" he started. He was ready to deliver yet another magnificent speech, with another show of great magic, but what he was about to say would never be recorded in the books of time. For the Great Sandini burst into flames after his first sentence.
The people watched silently until he had finished burning.
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Heart-Less
Teen Fiction[My NaNoWriMo 2015 and Camp NaNoWriMo 2016 Project!] Everyone is playing a game. Heartless, foreign Ada is building up a store of memories by breaking the hearts of the Sakoku boys. Of course, she's staying within the rules. Why get sent back to Ka...
