I was just a child when they came, they were armed and dangerous soldiers, they killed my parents. I grew up on my own. When they arrived, I was only 8. I had to live my life with no family to support me. I woke to children crying, the smell of smoke and the taste of ash. That was when I learnt my abilities, I tried to save my parents but I was too late. When I found them, they were already gone. That's when I gave up hope, no parents or siblings to support me. I was too young to get myself any work, but began to read and write like my life depended on it. At age 13, I was fluent in seventeen different languages and still continued to study until I had enough knowledge to save up money to get a ride off of my tiny island. I needed to explore, I couldn't stay there any longer. I arrived in Celestania and that's where I began to meet some people, a girl and her brother. I quickly became friends with them. They were in a similar situation, the same soldiers had burned their town down, killing their mother. My name is Anselm and this is just the start of my story. Know my name and remember it. My element is Electricity.
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Conductor
Fantasythis is a pretty bad story that I felt like writing because I've kinda been working on it on and off for about 4 or 5 years