II. Nothing is permanent...

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   But this is only a temporary happiness.

   My journey had started when a war between two emperors began to rage.our peaceful village became a small battlefield in the dark.

   This made my village a battlefield.When you look in your right  and left the only thing that  you will see is darkness,thousands of deaths are everywhere.

   "Help!!!"an old  woman screams,with her leg on the chair.Although I knew that my life is in danger...I helped her without a doubt.Coz this is wright for me.

   What I have did encourage my people to be the rebels and to raise a group called "THE FIGHTERS OF THE FUTURE"

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