A Tale of Two Kings
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They all say that women are weak. That women are fragile and delicate. The day will soon come when they all realize that women are not weak. They are not fragile and delicate. They are the strongest of us all, if raised the right way. A young girl who never knew love would become the strongest warrior in the kingdom, the strongest warrior the land had ever seen. The shock will fade as the evil fades, and the kingdoms are unites by one women. One women will change the world. One women will be stronger than a thousand men trained since birth. One women will bring peace to the lands, after tumbling kingdoms to the ground in a snap.
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