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The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman

After a long time in the darkness, a lost soul is transported to another world, and there the soul is given another chance and is reborn as a boy... In a world of swords and magic, Zaos is given another chance after hearing an unknown voice asking him to protect someone. While he couldn't remember many things about his old life, he still decided to live his new as much as possible. Even though it looked like he was destined to do something, Zaos chose to follow his own path as much as possible. He tried that... but it looked like the machinations of destiny won't give him much option. Weird things were happening in the kingdom he was born, and before he could imagine... Zaos was throw in the middle of a war in which some were trying to revive the god of the world, and others were trying to prevent it. Zaos will fight in this war while he also looks for the person he is supposed to protect. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

ExSoldierLv99 · War
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The rough sea

                                                    When Drannor and America woke up, Zaos was already on the deck with his books and notes in his hands. It seems he was finally back to his research mode. While that was a bit disappointing, they couldn't help but wonder how he could study in such a place with so much wind and while the waves were moving the boat from side to side.

"Good morning," Zaos said. "It seems the ship isn't doing you any good, you two look like someone who slept under a rock."

"Well, I am already used to that kind of feeling thanks to our time in the North," Drannor said.

                                                    Ameria didn't look as messy as Drannor, but she looked like that because her maids helped her to fix her bed hair and everything else. Still, she looked pretty grumpy since she wasn't a morning person and the ship's motion only made things worse.

"How can you be fine in a ship like this?" Ameria asked.