A Blade's Uprising
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With the end arose the new. With war rested peace on the world's new society. But from the past came a corrupt and new future, or so it was regarded this way by the monks that once led humanity. Love was the main force that moved them, but tempted by the idea of power and inflicting fear upon others, a group of humans deceived all and established a world based on their own pleasure. Chaos had come from the old world. Generations of torture and pain later, a man named Tyreth Kvalheim is born, whom holds the burden of his bloodline tightly, but wants to search for a deeper meaning in himself and his purpose on the world that he was born into. Thus he embarks on a journey that leads him to want to follow his untraced path, and do an uprising that will change humanity's direction for all time. His eyes may see the better, but many others look upon him with the worst. In the world of Elves, Dwarves, men, and many more, there is nothing transcribed other than blood from the current monarchy, and Tyreth, will not follow so.
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