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Ongoing, First published Nov 29, 2014
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What does it take to become a legendary?

It takes guts, strength, wisdom... Maturity.

And especially, you need to gain your honor by becoming a hero they will never forget. Fine, you can be called as a Legend.

The thing that can keep you alive even though you are already in the Under World.

But it can be lost.

You can be forgotten.

And even if the show was just starting, someone can take away the spotlight.

Still, do you have what it takes to became one of them?


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"Stupid. You can't be a hero just by sitting in front of the computer playing that strategy game."

That's Zanea Angel, the brat nextdoor the apartment I currently live in.

"If you have nothing good to say, better shut up." I told her, still playing the game I loved the most. Why is she here in the first place?

"How exactly are you going to be a hero?" she asked sitting beside me.


"Of course by..."


Uhm... By how Am I going to be a hero?


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