A Warrior's Destiny: Path to Warriors

A Warrior's Destiny: Path to Warriors

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(Warning) Depictions of death, murder, abuse and overall violence is in this book. If you do not wish to read such actions, move on to another book. I am sorry. It's been nine years since Shadow died. The moon dimly lit the ground. Trees encircled the forest's clearing. The surrounding grass was stained with a red hue, bodies were scattered and littered all around. A lone cloaked man stood tall in the center of the bloody carnage. He gazed around the bodies, making sure they were dead. His cold and fierce glare chilled the air around him. His black hair and cloak flowed in the chilling wind, covering his eyes occasionally and obscuring his legs. He softly moved his hair away from his face. His face. besides his eyes, was masked by a black cloth, some drops of blood stained his mask. He turned to his side, waving his arm to a young boy, around fifteen years old, who looked down with sullen eyes.
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(Might Contain Strong Language) (Y/n), a young teenager living her normal human life. Wake up, go to school, go home, sleep. Everyday was the same. Wake up, go to school, go home, sleep. Over and over again. They were tired of being a small speck in this gigantic world, floating around, waiting for something to happen, to feel anything but... Nothing. One day, while (Y/n) was sitting in class, drawing circles on her scars with a sharpie, a large earthquake hit the small city (Y/n) lived in. All the students were panicking, teachers trying to get them undercover. (Y/N) quickly tucked under her desk, not sure what else to do. Little did she know it wasn't an earthquake. It was a villan from a different world. What will happen when (Y/n) is taken from her home, used as an experiment by this villain? What will happen when her hero turns out to not be the hero she expected? *This story was written by an awkward/weird 15 year old. Please keep that in mind as you read*

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