The 17th Generation. That was the generation number the time we have entered the guilds. We laugh. We work. We drink. We stand tall. That is until they came. We fought them our hardest, and we won. That's what we thought. Every victor gains a prize, and i didn't thought the prize wasn't a reward like we always received, but a tradgedy. I wrote this on behalf of my friends, my sisters, my family, teared away from our grasp. For my dear friends which no longer in the same world as I am. I wrote this letter for my family, to let them know that we haven't given up yet. In the name of the third generation, we'll rise up again. And become a new 18th generation. Wait for us. We're coming to get you back. -Lucia Dragneel
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