Year 301 A.W.

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My name is Frau NoSur an orphan and from a young age of 4 I experience something that made me want to become strong.

Our village is a small one but everyone is kind and we are living a peace full life. We are located on the borders of ‘Gaias’ kingdom and everyone that lives here is either a farmer or a hunter.

Me and my parents live with my grandparents and my uncle in a small house. Being the only child on the house I became the center of attention, especially my uncle who did not marry. I always tag along with him to the farm; he gave me some of the harvest and cooked it for me to eat, like corns, sweet potatoes, tomatoes and some fruits during their harvest season.

One night I woke up and heard some crying and shouting, it’s too noisy everywhere. I jump out of my bed and looked outside the window.

What I saw was a huge fire slowly eating the village. People I know were running for their lives as I looked around I remember something my uncle once told me.

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‘There are those who take joy on killing the innocent, doing bad things while they laugh. Burning houses as if they were possessed. Those people who roam around and destroy everything we usually call them bandits’

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That time I ask him “can’t we get rid of them like what you do to the pest on our fields?”

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“Frau they are strong equipped with weapons intended to kill the living, our village is weak against them and our only hope is the kingdom to send their soldiers to aid us”

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“So where are they the so called soldiers?” I asked innocently

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“The village chief already sent a request and after a year hopefully they will arrive to protect us”

I regain myself as the door on my room opened up with a slam as my mother rush to me saying

“Come with me and don’t make a sound”.

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That time I can see the fear on my mother written on her face. She picked me up and rushed to the back door of the house.

After few steps outside I saw a flash of light and then felt something warm and sticky as if mud were poured on me. It was a sword that slashed my mother’s back as she fell down on the ground yelling to me “RUN”

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“MOTHER” I shout at her

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I saw the face of the bandit, a man with a slit scar on his right eye covered by an eye patch.

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“kekekeke and so there are still someone inside”

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That time as he stabbed my mother, fear and anger build up in me.

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“ *tch* Man DIE already you B**CH”

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The man has a smile as if he was high in drugs, removing his sword on my mother.

The man then move towards me and raised his sword.

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“kekekeke sorry brat but time to die you have no use for me” and he still have that sinister smile.

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I searched for something to protect myself and on the ground I found a piece of wood with a sharp point on one end.

The distance between us shortened then all of a sudden the man fell and I raised the wood that pierced the man’s chest all the way to the back and he died. I moved away from the dead body of the man and run to my mother.

The scene before me which is my mother holding the leg of the bandit which caused him to fall and die on my hands. I looked at my mother, hold her in my arms and started to cry. She wiped my tears with her hands and look at me in the eye.

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“Frau be strong *cough* you’re on your own now everyone is dead except for you *cough*. I know I’m going to die but at least heed my final words. *cough* Be strong and live a long life, have many children and live happily. Do not lose yourself *cough*cough* because of this incident. Now go and save yourself”

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As she closed her eyes and the life on her body fade.

I looked around, ran away from the village and something came in mind.

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“I must go there as fast as I could” with tears in my eyes with the instinct to survive I ran into the forest as fast as I could towards a certain destination I know I would be safe.

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Inside the forest there exists a certain place where I and other children on the village built a secret base. We dug on the walls of a certain cliff and planted some vines and plants in front of the entrance to make it more natural there is also a door to prevent some animals to enter.

It’s a place where we brought some food and water inside and play as if where camping and sleep inside.

In short it’s a perfect place to hide away from the village which is now being raided by bandits.

I found the place and hid inside, now as I try to calm down my body began to hurt. A lot of scars were left on my body, probably from the branches of some plants and trees on my way here.

I stayed there and hoped they dint find me. Right now I feel so empty, not a single emotion even though tears are still falling from my eyes.

Remembering the last words of my mother “Be strong ….” I decided to follow a path to which I can fight and defend those who are important to me while clenching my fist my consciousness fade away.

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