The Bearers
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Last published Mon, Apr 13, 2020
Bearers are beings tasked with safe guarding many things, but none are more important then the Seven Keepers. In the story's of old, the Seven Keepers are said to be the most powerful of all the Bearers, and hold large amounts of power, due to pieces of an ancient relic that they hold. Seven Keepers, Seven pieces of an old relic, if joined together form the relic of old, and the one to join the pieces, will be the one to rule with its power to bring peace, and if it's in the wrong hands it's power will be used for war and destruction.
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