Prologue

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As the rain began to fall in the country side, a bright light flashed in the sky like lightning. On the top of a hill, a hooded figure with a white cloak stood overlooking what appeared to be in the distance a mercenary campsite. The hooded figure looked down at a small bundle wrapped carefully in a blanket in their arms and began to cry. It was the cry of a woman, a mother, who would never see her child again for many years.

 It was the cry of a woman, a mother, who would never see her child again for many years

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???: If only your destiny wasn't so cruel. I truly wish I had the power to take your place, so you wouldn't have to suffer. No mother would want their child to have such a heavy burden placed upon their shoulders.

Another hooded figure appeared behind the woman in a kneeling position, with a basket placed next to them.

???: My Lady, it's time

The woman then held the bundle even tighter to her chest.

Woman: Please let me be the one to do it

The hooded figure looked at the woman who stared at him with tearful eyes. He felt pure despair in seeing the woman he respected so much in tears and agony at the great sacrifice she was about to make.

???:.....very well, My Lady

The woman carefully placed the small bundle in the basket as if it were the most fragile thing in the world that would break at even the slightest touch. She then picked up the basket and made her way towards the road leading to the campsite.

Near the entrance of the campsite the woman stopped near a tree that protected her and the basket from the rain. She gently placed the basket at the root of the tree and nearly hesitated in letting it go.

???: (crying) I'm sorry, if I could leave you something to remember me by...

At that moment an idea sprang into the woman's thoughts, she looked at the sword that was sheathed at her hip, and immedeatly pulled it out.

At that moment an idea sprang into the woman's thoughts, she looked at the sword that was sheathed at her hip, and immedeatly pulled it out

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Woman: With this sword you will know that you are never alone and that I will always be watching over you and fighting with you in battle. The road you will travel will not be easy and you will make many difficult decisions. The blade will guide you in your time of need, but you must also fight to live and protect yourself and others in the future. One day we will meet again and on that day I can't wait to hold you in my arms again.

The woman gently placed the blade next to the basket and leaned down to place a small kiss on bundle. The woman stood up and began to walk away, but with just a few steps the small bundle began to move and the cry of an infant echoed out in need for its mother. The woman stopped and looked back, ready to go to the infant and hold it in her arms once again, but the hooded figure stood before her and held her back. The woman cried and began to thrash around in the figures arms desperately trying to free herself and run to her child.

???: I'm sorry My Lady, but you made me promise to stop you if you hesitated.

As the hooded figure took her back into the forest area, she continued to cry out and struggle to get to the infant. They looked to see a man, a mercenary, by the name of Gambino, looking around in search of where the cries were coming from. He found the basket and sword which caused him to kneeled down in astonishment of his discovery. He first picked up the sword with one hand that he placed on his shoulder and picked up the the infant with his other hand and made his way back towards the camp.

With the matter settled the hooded figure let go of the woman who simply stood still with her eyes closed, as she began inhaling and exhaling slowly. The woman than composed herself and removed her white cloak revealing herself the world.

Woman: We shall be reunited one day, and when that day comes, we must help her, for she will have suffered from a great tragedy that will nearly break her heart, because the person who will betray her, will be the man she loves

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Woman: We shall be reunited one day, and when that day comes, we must help her, for she will have suffered from a great tragedy that will nearly break her heart, because the person who will betray her, will be the man she loves.

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