The Quest of One
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  • Parts 12
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Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2015
"First blessed, first to die."

Those were some of the last words I remember being said in my own language, before setting foot on Earth. That defined who I was, and who I would need to be in order to survive on this planet. My defiance of that calling is what got me arrested.

After escaping, I unlocked something in me. Something I had been keeping suppressed in my need to feel human. My Legacies, those were the true call to arms. They woke me from this lie I was telling myself, and they led me here.

They led me to become a leader, a protector, to the last of my kind. The only family I have left.

I'll defend them like my own family defended me.

And I'll kill anyone who threatens that family.
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