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Michelle. she didn't have a second name. second names were a sacred thing. something that bonded one to others through love. family.
Michelle didn't have a family. she was an outcast, not metaphorically but physically. Only a few places in her world allowed sanctuary for her kind. and she wasn't welcome there for... other reasons.
Michelle was a killer for a king who hated who she was. A killer for the man who ruled a kingdom in a peaceful way, but wanted more power and more land.
And the neighbouring kingdom wanted peace despite its history of warriors. peace with every race... including Michelle's rare form.
it was ruled by a warrior itself. a warrior who had a son who wasn't much different from his father. Warriors but in a peaceful land.
When one asks the other for help after doing nothing but bring pain to its people, wanting its land, things go sideways.
Michelle was just trying to get by, but these 2 kingdoms didn't allow that to come easily
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