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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.

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                      Much to Zaos's despair, time passed really fast in the northern base. His first year in the army ended, and he became a second-year… he was receiving more as a squad leader and as a recruit, but he couldn't care less about that. He lost the chance to be with his mother on his birthday… However, he couldn't complain since not a single recruit returned to their homes as well.

"Sir, when are we going to have permission to return to our homes, sir?" Zaos asked as he stepped back and moved his longsword to block Elius's stab.

"… How many times have you asked me that?" Elius furrowed his eyebrows after he watched his attack being stopped. "Unless you want to make me stab you with a real attack, you shouldn't make me angry while we spar."

"If I get hurt, will I have the chance to heal my wounds at home, sir?" Zaos asked.

"Of course not. Are you retarded?" Elius asked. "You can just heal yourself here."