Hanzo the heir of altara's reign, was about to get his semblance today. He was brought to the willow, the willow will decide if he is ready to be chosen and what spirit he will obtain.
Hanzo was nervous but he was ready. Once he got his semblance he'd be able to provide for his people, to protect his kingdom and rule it with a generous but stern heart. He would be able to to save them from the famine that plagued their land and killed so many poor young impressionable souls, the wars that corrupted and killed so many men and women, the pollution that had many people laying almost lifeless in the medical wards, and the death that had killed his late mother.
Today marks the days he would put an end to this horrid curse that plagued this land. His father has told him to retrieve the dragon stone from the orks, trolls, and ogres whether it be by force or by calm agreement.
The process of gaining his semblance would be a test of both physical strength and mental strength which hanzo would be prepared to test.
In the physical test he preformed perfect swordsmanship, self defense, and archery. The mental test was the most difficult, it dated back to the most horrible memories in his life, but he progressed, with every memory he remembered how he grew as a person because of those experiences. He passed his semblance and he was givin his dragons, powerful spirits that definitely rivaled the power of the orken kingdom. Genji is next, he'll definitely be alright.
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altara's last hope (mchanzo)
FanfictionHanzo the elfin heir of the kingdom of altara, must embark on a journey to restore safety, luck, and power back to their kingdom otherwise death and despair will follow. His brother genji tags along to ensure hanzo's safety as a fem elf. The terrain...
