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The sun rose with the crow of the cock as it slowly shed it fiery hue upon mortal soil. A young man of average height and appearance steps into a luxurious automobile, his eyes dull, his dark skin a glowing shade of bronze upon dawn's light. His chaffuer takes a single look at him through the rearview mirror and then steps on the paddle, away they zoom.

Around scenic spot they tour, the digital clock on the dashboard of the car tells the time, 7:20am, it's early, quite early infact, a good time for a ride around town before the day's hustle and bustle. There will be few persons around the various scenic areas of town and barely any vehicle upon the highways, the chaffuer could let lose as he sped through broad streets and highways, the young master at the backseat enjoy the view of it all, the sights and the reckless speed at which the vehicle sped. He had been doing this for a few years now, it helped him put himself together before he begun his day.

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"...Around 1000 years ago, a great King established a Dynasty which lasted only for a century. It was said that before the rise of the Dynasty, this Great King had been alive, unwilling to be swept away by the times, ever enduring. Some said he was a mortal born immortal, others believed he was the reincarnation of a diety, a few others held the opinion that he simply was a power hungry man, one who gave his soul to the devil in exchange for a body that would never perish. Still, it must be noted that this man's Dynasty was powerful, powerful enough to unify all the nations of the world for an entire century, the world groveled at his feet and there was nothing he didn't control...".

"I'll end today's lessons here, on our next meeting, you all are expected to read up on this Great King and the manner in which his Dynasty was brought to ruin, have a good day".

After droning on and on for hours, the professor of history and archeology finally departed, leaving the college kids to deal with the massive info dump however they felt fit. At a glance, it was obvious that most of the student hadn't registered a single word the good man had said to them, between sleeping in class and fiddling with their phones, very few had bothered to take notes during the history lecture.

A dark skinned young man of average appearance and height can be seen packing up his books and arranging his desk, his eyes are droopy and his face expressionless. As he hangs his bag on his shoulders, he comes to face a group three of females, each one prettier than the other, their eyes bright as smirks and smiles adorn their lips.

The lady on the left wears a denim black jacket over a brown colored crop top, tight short black skirt and a fish net choker on her neck, on her head lay a mop of curly brown shoulder length hair that compliments her fair skin, she is quite the beauty. Resting her weight on her left leg, she smirks as she stares silently at the brown skinned young man. The girl in the middle wears a simple white dress that clings to her figure, a simple silver necklace adorns her neck, a similar silver ring sits comfortably on her left thumb, her gray eyes stares without blinking at the young man in front of her, a soft smile rests on her lips. The lady on the right looks a lot like a youthful neighbor next door, with freckles on her cheeks and bright orange hair, adorned on her supple figure is a flowery flowing summer dress, her bright green eyes shines with delight as she giggles whilst she watches the young master's reaction.

"Well, is there anything you lots need?", asks the brown skinned youth to the trio.

"A minute of your time is all. I'm Elena, brown hair on my left is Tanya and dazzle eye on my right is Taylor". The gray eyed lady introduces herself and her friends, her smile unfading.

"Nice to meet you lots, zero interest in continuing this conversation. If you ladies will excuse me, I've got much to do, I can't spare any of you a minute".

Walking away briskly after making his stance clear, his face betray no emotion, simply dull and bleary as though the interlude of few minutes ago never occurred.

"A name will do!", Taylor yells after him, it doesn't seem as though he had heard, or perhaps if he did hear her, even then he didn't make it known, his feet makes no pause as he steps out the door.