Prophecy Failure: Mr. Reckless not Harbinger of Death
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Prophecy as if selecting randomly, selects a mere normal college student as the Prophecy hero. A hero who is supposed to end the chaos Rahambose.
A mere human given power out of the blue and even when never had a real battle, battles hard against the dangers which come in his path. The story still ends with his death.
He shares this story to the reader, in hopes for you to make true what he couldn't. Can you learn from his failure? And become a better hero?
Fear not because: there are other heroes. But the question is, will they reach the same end too? Or maybe the real question is, will you reach the same end too, if you tread on his path?
Fear because: in the end it is always Rahambose.
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