Prolog

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Prolog

In the night no sound could be heard. Shadow creeps between the alleyways of the kingdom. The Shadows strike at night and always follow through with their tasks. Failure is not an option the shadow thinks to himself as the scales the walls of the castle. Sweat drips down his face as he forces himself to climb higher and higher. Soon after only an hour of climbing he reaches the top of the tower and pulls himself through the window only to see the queen and king sleeping peacefully. The shadow carefully creeps to the foot of the bed. He pulls twin Katanas out and examines them carefully. He plunges them down. The midnight bell rang, but the bell sound was masked by screaming.

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