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The Sword Bearer

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[Older Work]                        

It was evident that I was different but little did I know how different.                           

I'm connected to another world in ways that only few have been since the beginning of time.                                         

The connection goes to another level as a myth of that world, left unfinished, becomes my destiny to unravel and avenge.                                                          

The fate of the land soon falls to me and I must save everything from the forces an object, once obtained, can control.           

It's my destiny to protect this world and the one I hold most dear, Daren.               

Because I am the last Sword Bearer.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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