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Awoken
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There's a story behind this. One that floats from the mouth of storytellers to the mouths of mothers threatening her children. Everyone has their own version though there is only one person with the true story... On a late summer evening a bastard child was born. Even though the father was unknown the mother still held her child with loving arms. "Vescuel", she said. That's what the mother named her baby. Little did the mother know that her baby was no ordinary child. Later that night after going through birth the woman's household slept, yet the outside world did not. You see someone else knew of the woman's birth just like they knew of the child. Sneaking in, the household was quietly killed off. One by one. Only the mother and her child remained. Cloaked in black the assassin could not be see, but the mother knew she would die. "is it because she has no father?", the woman asked. Of course the assassin didn't reply as his actions spoke for him. all it took was the blood of her mother and the blade of death for the child to awaken. That was all it took for the house to go up in flames. And as the house burned a symbol formed upon the child's back. A symbol of abomination some say, others a symbol of a cursed soul. In truth it was a symbol that the child had been...Awoken
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