Anthony: (sighs) Things were so peaceful, as far back as I can remember... now there's nothing but chaos in this God-forsaken kingdom. I just wish it could have stayed that way, where I could sit back and relax, just like when I was 10 years old.
(Flashback to 10-year-old Anthony)
I woke up to an empty feeling, reminding me it had been a year since my parents passed away. I wondered (gets out of bed and heads out for a walk, hands in pocket). "What's the point of being the young master of the house of lock heart ?"
As I strolled through the town , lost in thought, I heard a familiar voice.
Melissa: Young Master! Where are you going so early?
I sighed and continued walking. "I'm just going for a walk, Melissa. No big deal."
Melissa: But, Young Master, even though our empire's at peace, the Ragnar Empire still poses a threat. There could be spies lurking.
I rolled my eyes. "If you're worried, just follow behind me. You're my attendant; my safety is your job."
Melissa smiled and trailed behind me.
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As I was walking through the market I stumbled upon a group of men in black robes attempting to apprehend a dark elf girl.
Men in Black 1: Hey, you! Get away from here!
I stood there, unfazed, and locked eyes with the frightened dark elf girl.
Men in Black 2: Boy, you better leave before we change our minds!
Seeing the fear in her eyes, I made a selfless decision to help.
Men in Black 2: That's it, kid! (draws he's sacred tool)
I watched, unimpressed. "A sacred tool, huh? Bring it on."
The man attacked, but I dodged each strike with ease.
Is that all? (cloaks fist with Lightning magic)
The men retreated, shocked by my magic.
Men in Black 1: That kid seems to be royalty... let's catch him too!
Men in Black 2: We'll be rich!
The second attacker rushed forward, his sacred tool engulfed in flames.
You think you can handle me? (smirks) Bring it on.
I unleashed a lightning bolt, knocking him out.
The remaining man and the dark elf girl stared, stunned by my strength.
Men in Black 1: You may have some strength... but I'm a Class C- mage!
He summoned a sacred bow.
Bring it on. (summons sacred tool)
Our intense battle began, marking my first real taste of life-or-death combat.