In war, to lose is inevitable. If the general dies thousands of soldiers revenge him, but if an ordinary woman dies nobody revenge her.
My mother was this common woman, thousands of people were ordinary people, no one revenges them, no one fights for them. Few are those who remember their names.
Today I will raise my sword in my mother's name. In search of my father, and to find my lost brothers.
The island is only the first of the tests, because in war, death is inevitable, and the death of my enemies is my only dogma.
At first it was just a game, but a complex and strange game, but it evolved into a distorted and strange reality, dungeons appeared in the world, the game disappeared and a different earth stayed ...
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I teleported to a world with magic and sword, but it seems that my role is not to be the hero but the villain who will dominate the world through an incomparable force.
The world of pangeia is not small and I can not dominate the world without having a right crown?, So a kingdom will be created, my kingdom, the kingdom of the Imperials.
But this walk will not be easy, I'll have to face some friends of mine who have now fallen into darkness, maybe in those hours I might even be called a good guy, but maybe I just let them destroy everything they want while in wearing a leash !!
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