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Becoming Legend

"I was supposed to be sent to earth. But I ended up in a completely different world. A world where magic exists. And here I thought I`m a Hollow—born without magic. That was until my system activated and guided me to embrace my past, deal with my present, and prepare for my future." "With the memory of my past, information from the earth, and a bizarre world I`m in, my implanted A.I. will do everything to ensure my survival and venture the unknown. But first, I must deal with my past to move on, leave the island, and explore the world and become a Legend!" "But how can I, if my Master is all weak and alone?" "May the Maker have mercy upon my enemy, Because I won`t" - Ned, Becoming Legend.

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Human: Roldan, III

Roldan put the last Claim he took from the cabinet in a bag sewn of leather and some reeds the elves had made. To his surprise, there were many kinds of elves. Now that he thought of it, he looked at Faeranduhl. The half-elf, semsmir as what they called (which was a mouth-full for him) looked exactly like a human rather than an elf. No one would notice the half-elf even if he walked the streets of the Capital. Roldan stood a foot higher than him. His dark and straight hair was a complete opposite of his short and curly at the tip, but shaggy brown hair. What the half-elf lacked in height was overturned by his body: he was bigger and more sturdy than Roldan. Whereas he was tall and slender. He was built with muscles, but only because he was a member of the Left Hand.