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Steven Heracles: Odyssey Of A God Slayer

He didn't ask to be born into a family of gifted swordsmen but what else can he do when the fate of the world falls upon his shoulders? "Well….the fiends this time seem to be playing at something big, rumors at the council have it that they intend to resurrect the greatest and most fearsome dragon in history, Tobijulo, and to do that, they have teamed up with some treacherous humans. So that man.." Grandpa Matt said while pointing at the body lying on the field, "….is an agent of the fiends who was sent to kill the Heracles who might impede their evil deeds in this city….  Seeing as you couldn't handle small fry like him, it is obvious that you're just a normal swordsman who has no chance at surviving the contest, so within these three months remaining till the contest begins, you will undergo hellish training under me" he stood up and held his hand out to Steve.  "Are you ready to take down these fiends and uphold the Heracles family name?",  'Three months!!' Steve thought  'can I really be a better swordsman than I am now in three months?, After all he just said that I'm a normal swordsman who has no chance at surviving the contest…..No!, I must win, I must show the world that we Heracles are the real deal….' Can he really overcome the numerous obstacles that stand in his way of obtaining the Fiend Slayer? Find out in this action packed book. Author's Note: please if the book cover I used belongs to you. Nicely notify me and I'll have it taken down. TIA.

Chukwuemeka_101 · Fantasia
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Preparations For The Fifth Test

Anna's giggles filled the air as they ran in no direction in particular. The soft breeze that blew against his face as they ran, the soft feel of Anna's hands on his own and the cloudless, sunny sky made the environment feel so peaceful to Steve that for a moment, he forgot about the contest, the fiends and everything, he just felt at peace.

As they ran, they played tag, hide-and-seek, and many other childish games, they even raced against each other. 

In the afternoon, when they got hungry, they ate some fruits that resembled berries and both of them confessed that the fruits of the Infernal realm tasted nicer than those on Earth.

They played and talked to each other about their past and background. 

Both of them found it easy to relate to each other since they both lost their mothers at an early age and grew up with apathetic fathers. They talked for so long that they lost track of time and it was already evening when they realized themselves.

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