L'Antique throne

L'Antique throne

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Tout commença il y a 156 ans sous le règne de l'empire des Arwenien. Une puissante et très vielle sorcière prédit qu'un rejeton naissant a l'aube deviendrait le nouveau gardien du throne et accomplirait des merveille.18 ans après sa présumée mort,un bâtard du nom de Raphaël naquit a l'aube de la nouvelle année,ses parents étant trop jeune pour l'élever mais surtout en guerre territorial.Ils abandonna avec pour seul vêtement l'écharpe bleu nuit de sa mère ,perdu dans un champs de blé alors qu'une tempête se préparait.Au moment ou l'orage éclata,le bébé se mit a pleurer. le lendemain,le bébé mourant de froid fut trouver par une famille nombreuse,cette dernière décida de le recueillir.Depuis ce jours,sa destiné commença et la prédiction de la sorcière se réalisa.
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Allen Walker(NOT FROM D-GRAYMAN), a 13 year old boy with a dream to become a warrior, just like his Father Argon Walker. And 4 childhood friends will gather together and reclaim what was once theirs. Wonderful tales about adventures and battles against the Empire of Gallamine... But this was not one of those heroic times. The messenger was a soldier of the King, bearing a Blue cloak with a Gold insignia of the King, The Mighty Blue Dragon, on his hands. Allen's mother covered her face with grief and ran inside the house. Allen wanted to cry, but he kept a brave face. His lower lip wouldn't stop trembling. As he extended his hands for the cloak, the messenger unveiled his hoodie and underneath was his Uncle Waller with tears and red nose. Allen ran and hugged him. Not letting him go, thinking he too would suddenly disappear. "Allen... Please take this inside." Said Waller, "I will come back when we have done the ceremony for his burial." Waller kneeled down with his arms extended, offering Allen his fathers cloak. "But... Uncle Waller. What-" I started crying, but kept a brave face. "I understand Uncle *Sniff* I will be brave for the family and Mom." I took the cloak from his hands, and something clicked inside my head. A voice came through to my head, more a whisper than a normal voice. Uncle Waller stood up and walked away. I embraced the cloak, my tears falling on it, as I remembered my fathers scent. "I don't know what happened... But I promise you this Father, I will find the person who did this to you, and make it pay for taking you away from our family". I swore with anger burning in my heart. "I must grow strong, just like Father, Uncle and Grandpa... I will become The strongest Warrior there ever was, you will see Father..." I walked back inside the house. "Allen... You have promise..." Said the whisper, "I will help you grow strong, and get Revenge..." Said the voice with sadness, "You are a very special Kid".

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