The Myths

The Myths

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She was empty. She gave a hollow smile as tears ran silently down her face. "You can save us." She spoke. Her voice was small yet powerful and her dark eyes glowed with wisdom. "You can save everyone of us." He glanced at her torso and saw a giant scar running across her left shoulder to her the right side of her waist. He tried to open his mouth and ask her what happened, but nothing came out. He couldn't speak. "Rest now my child, because this is the calm before the storm." Her smile quickly turned to a frown and she ran off. Battle cries and loud ringings bounced off the room. He woke up.
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He had been awakened after a hundred years, destined to save the land like his ancestors did before. His written fate is accurate; he is to wake up with no memories of whatever happened before he had fallen to a slumber. What if.. He had them in the first place? But a different memory? The blue garbed Hero had awoken with tear stricken eyes, voices had rung and filled his hearing. Desperate cries of his ancestors. Wishing for a single thing that the Goddesses didn't give them despite their prayers and their heartbreaking pleas. All had suffered so badly, they didn't want him to go through the same pain.

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