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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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One step closer

The next week then arrived and I'd finally been informed that I'd be heading to the castle in 3 hours. I had my executioner's mask ready and was filled with conviction. I revised in front of my mirror repeating the lines, "These are 2 hostages, 2 innocent hostages who've done nothing wrong. They've led normal lives but now that normalcy is gone and dread has replaced it" Then I'd look more directly at them and change my tone in an attempt to be more mebacing, "They dread and fear death but they can do nothing about it however, you can king by killing that evil fuck Gastillo!" I yell raising my knife up to him, "You have 8 hours to excecute him publicly and if you make any slight attempt to kill me I will kill both these men!". There'd be archers situated around me of course to warn me if they tried to kill me.

Time quickly went by and soon enough I was on my way. I said my temporary byes to Quarkia and was on my way. The castle wasn't very far and eventually I arrived after 30 minutes by horse. The guards were still on rotation so I quickly ran into the base of the closest tower which was the one we'd taken. I climbed up and on the way got numerous words of affirmation which I didn't remember. By now I had tunnel vision. I had one thing on my mind, the speech. The two fake hostages followed me up into the roof.

I yelled out, "Come out King Yaranjik!". The others set up a barrier around me which blocked out the other towers for now so the archers couldn't strike me down immediately but the king could see me from directly in front. In about 2 minutes he came out with a companion presumably to speak for him since he was too great to speak to people like us. "State your intention and what you are here for!" He yelled back.

"We are here with 2 hostages and an offer!" I said back. Our archers got situated and we lowered the barrier. The other towers had yet to attack us and we could now fight back. "And what is your offer?" He asked.

"We suggest these 2 hostages, 2 innocent men who've led lives filled with normalcy" I took a moment to pause and think, "But this normalcy has been replaced by dread and fear, fear of a loss of life". I tensed my eyebrows and changed my tone just as I'd rehearsed, "They can do nothing about it but, you can". As aggressively as possible I drew out my knife and pointed it to the king. The other towers fell silent and in that silence I quickly yelled, "You have exactly 8 hours to kill that evil fucker Gastillo or these two innocent citizens of your Kingdom will die to Gastillo!". I'd gotten the delivery a bit muddled and I wasn't sure if the effect was the same but the king was nevertheless shocked. I was one step closer