The Cursed Guardian

The Cursed Guardian

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A story of guts and glory. A story of reckless courage. A story of successful failure. A story of dimmed inspiration. A story of light in darkness. A story of cursed strength. A story of victory in a horrific defeat. This is a story of cowardice, fear defeat, failure and hopelessness. A story of having the courage to live life. The strength to be brave enough to fight while loosing. The hope of claiming victory while standing in the edge of defeat. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ She is just plain and ordinary. There is nothing special about her. Nothing extraordinary. Or that's just she thought she was? If she was just ordinary, then why is it that she was chase by weird men in their black hooded cloak? And these men's faces are just black smoke? Why is her whole family is executed? It doesn't make sense! ***This is under Mature Content because of this story views a slight violence.
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"Hey. I saw you at the field. Nice goal." -two kids at a cafeteria table, laughing over nothing, never knowing they were setting the stage for everything. Through war and fire, through winnings that feel like lossing and sacrifices that taste like betrayal, they fight. Not just the world, but each other. Because friendship wounds just as deeply as love. Because giving until there's nothing left hurts just as much as losing it all. Because trusting too much-leaning too hard-can break a man more than standing alone ever could. But still, they stand. Even when their hearts splinter under the weight of loyalty. Even when anger and grief turn them into something unrecognizable. Even when history turns into fire and the world tells them to let go. "Don't blame me, baby. Love makes me crazy." An empire fell. And when the final choice comes-when the world asks for their surrender-they give their answer the only way they know how. "Hey." "Hey yourself." " I say we burn it all down. You?" "I say we go for it."

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