The Connections
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n the beginning there was darkness, The shadows feasted on the agony and misery from others but there was nothing they could do. As the darkness grew more powerful the harder it was for the people to stand against them. unchallenged an empire of darkness arose, but one fateful day a legion was born. An unnamed individual with extraordinary power, sacrificed themself to defeat the darkness and cast a veil of light onto the shadows. The evil that once fed on the innocent was banished to a realm where they can never hurt another living soul. The people now free from the tyranny of the darkness had children. They basked in the warm glow of the light and developed a bond with this unnamed hero. A sample of this hero's power was infused in the people to help them overcome any obstacle they had to face. This bond was called the spark.
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