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The Legendary Man

Long ago, there was a legendary man. He fought countless men to the death until he was labelled the strongest in the world. Years later, the man was on his deathbed, surrounded by disciples and he said to them, "One of you, continue my legacy and become the strongest". And so, bad times began. The disciples were loose lipped and spread the word and so, many began pursuing a life similar to the man in hopes of becoming the strongest. About 200 years later, our 'hero' is born. He too wishes to become the strongest just like the others. This story follows his journey to becoming the strongest.

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What an ugly thing

I left his building, a wide smile plastered across my face. It was only a matter of time until that fucker Andador would be gone, and only a matter of time until I fixed the kingdom. The streets were in chaos but nevertheless, the night-life still flourished even more than before since the number of guards around the streets had lowered. I went over to a different bar, one much more popular than the one I frequented. It was overflowing with people but I managed to squirm inside. I really had no goal here but to observe the people. "Can I have a cup of Darsel" I yelled over the sound of the people. The order took long so I decided to watch. Most of them danced to a musician obviously but I paid attention to two people. They were arguing about something and I watched on. Eventually they both got up and began swinging at eachother. Like vultures the people made a circle around and shrieked as they pummelled eachother. My order came and I began drinking. It was a soft drink however since I didn't want to get drunk. Eventually, one of them rose above yelling, "Don't fuck with me!". The crowd grew wild and someone punched the man who'd won the previous fight and eventually it turned into an all out brawl. I went around them to the exit and left that shitty place.

I'd have to fix this once I became king but considering the promise I'd made to Rumba, making new laws would be harder so I'd deploy some soldiers to monitor instead. I also had plans to travel outside the capital within 2 days so I could observe the other cities, one would be in the countryside, Taora and the other I'd just pick randomly. I began to wander aimlessly in the streets drink still in hand. The sound of the music still rang in my head and the liquor tasted pleasant. However, I was steadily interrupted by something, or someone. It was quite short in stature, hunched over and quite overweight but wore two brilliant horns on it's head. "Why do you stop me?" I asked.

"What troubles you?" it asked, staring at me with its piercing green eyes which contrasted it's ugly face.

"Nothing, everything is going well" I responded.

"What do you want the most right now?"

"I want to be king" I declared

"And so your wish will be granted, no other being will be able to stop you!" It yelled, and so it turned its back to me and wandered into one of the decrepit alley. What an ugly thing