The Burden of Ranks

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       They had prepared the magical dragon (aka possessor of all dragon) to help me and my brother train, his name was Nerfia. Unfortunately the dragon had never taught a girl so he was extremely strict and was convinced my brother should have been the Slayer King.

     Then one day Nerfia said "I have come up with a way to figure out your which one of the twin is the Slayer King with a test, whoever picks up the arts of dragon slayer ice magic first. Who ever learns to do this art of magic first by this week is the slayer king." After that it was horrible that whole week. I was 5 so this was difficult for me, Me and my brother were put in a place that seemed deserted.

    I remembered we had worked out butts off and somehow I had figured out the art of dragon slayer ice magic in a week and brother didn't. It took 2 weeks for him to complete the skill. Now that he had confirmed I was the slayer king, my life had turned horrible.

     My grandmother was the queen at the time, she had made me to take care of my new born little brother Shô by myself. Me and Eric had raised him practically until my grandmother had done the worse thing in all of history.

      She started sending certain children to build some tower, my friend Jellal was taken from his dad. He had been my only friend. I still remember it. They day just started as my 7 year old self, my 2 year old brother Shô, and Jellal. I was taking care of Shô and Jellal was my guard when the dragon was giving some personal
lessons to my brother to help him improve.

    All of the sudden Eric barged in and said "The people are here hide Shô!" The I said "Why what's wrong? And how about you two? Then Jellal said " You and the prince are the most important ones in this room. Go!" 

    We all ran as fast as we can but they had magic I had not learned yet. They had took Shô from my arms and held me down with a magic circle that would wear off in an hour. Then they took my best friend and the only older brother that lived with me.

    When my grandma heard of this she took me to a chamber and burnt markings on me that formed a magic circle which she could control and no one else. She said it was all my fault my 2 brothers were not here anymore. Ever since that day I had been controlled like a puppet till they day she died and when she did my struggle was not over.

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