Chosen: A Warriors Trial Fit for a Thief
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I live in a world where the Gods and Goddesses have chosen humans as their soldiers to protect the world from sinners and demons alike. The Gods and Goddesses choose these men and women because of the courage and bravery they show on their faces, and the justice they seek in their hearts. We call these people the 'Chosen' and although they were seen as righteous people when they were first discovered, now they are feared by man for their devastating wrath on evil and the mysterious hoods they wear.
Being a boy working on my father's farm, I respected him, even looked up to him, and when my life takes an unexpected turn, he's the first person I turn to for help, but not the help I had hoped for. After turning me over to the Chosen, I fear for my life because of the sins that I have committed. But the world has plans for me so I must train rigorously and tirelessly to become my strongest for whatever challenges fate holds for me.
I'm an honest farm boy, but I do things that I must and commit sins everyday. Sins that the Chosen would kill me for.
My name is Dante.
I am a thief.
And I have been Chosen.
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