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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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          Before Zaos could learn anything practical, he had to learn a lot of things regarding the creation of magic weapons. However, that had been helpful in many ways.. and one of them was the fact that he learned Magitek. While he didn't put the knowledge into practice, the theory made him learn that. In any case, Magitek was like giving some sort of life to an inorganic thing. In a sense, he had to mimic the blood vessels that humans have to turn an ordinary weapon into a magic weapon. That was why he saw those lines when he broke one of the used magic tools.

              Regardless, that was very interesting, but it was already noon, and Zaos decided that it was time to have some lunch and then move across town to make Milliendra have some exercise.

"Well if it isn't my favorite guests," the plump lady of the inn greeted them with a large smile. "Wait a little bit, lunch will be served shortly."