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Hello, to whoever this may be. My name is—Well, there is no reason for me to tell you my name, for several reasons. Mainly because this (letter? Document? Perhaps manuscript would suffice) manuscript isn’t about me. It’s about several very specific people with the main one being a very special person. Technically, they were all special in their own right but I’m getting ahead of myself.
First, at the time of this being made, I was given a message from the past that the person who found this (you) would have about 13 minutes to get out before some unsavory souls found them (you). I strongly suggest you skedaddle right this moment & read the rest of this in a safer, more private environment. I’ll wait.
(Be sure to patch yourself up before continuing, I would be incredibly upset if you have gotten blood on my final masterpiece of this universe)
Now that you are safe for the time being, I shall continue.
This is the story of the Knight of Blood and his legacy. You don’t know anything about him or his friends due to all traces of them being erased.
All except for what you are currently holding in your hands.
The beginning of the end has started.
Enjoy experiencing history firsthand (^•ω•^)
The manuscript glows brightly, completely engulfing you as it sucks you into its pages.
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People are not all equal at birth. I learned this bullshit fact when I was four human years old.
That was when I knew my first and last greatest discouragement.
It all began when Trolls started to flee from their fucked up home planet and came to Earth seeking refuge. The year was 1850 when world leaders decided that Trolls and humans would live together.
The only problem was they did this behind the people's backs.
The few who showed kindness towards the Trolls were the ones who understood what they were going through, be it from history or the present. For example, the minority of America.
America was also where the most fighting happened.
It became a (somewhat) silent war, an ‘us vs them’ type of situation that nobody knew how to solve.
This went on for the next 20 years. Then the dumbfuck powers that be, decided to take things into their own hands.
It first happened in Qing, China. One day, they announced the birth of a 'luminescent’ baby. The world suddenly experienced an even more extreme change than before. The 'paranormal’ was declared everywhere.
Time passed and we couldn’t explain the cause of this phenomenon. Very quickly, the ‘paranormal’ became 'normal’
And 'dreams’ became 'reality’.
Current society is composed of supermen, and about 80% of the world population has “a unique physical constitution”.
Disorder swirled around the world.
It was in these circumstances that the profession that everyone has dreamed of came under the spotlight.
But for some, there's a difference between a 'Hero’. . .
And a 'Hero’ .
This is the story of how I became a Hero despite the odds.