Keldine 294 (Tryout)

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I'ɱ ɳσ Kιɳɠ
Nor will i Ever be.

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[Keldine 294]


Name: Syd
Gender: Male

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[Bio]
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[Personality]
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Cocky, Self centered, Big Dreamer, Risk taker.

[Likes]
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Danger, doing as he wants, Freedom,

[dislikes]
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Being told what to do, staying in one place, the impossible.

[Greatest dream]
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To erase his past from existence.

[Deepest secret]
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Regret.

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[Playlist]
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That Girl
(by: Olly Murs)
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Waiting for Love
(by: Avicii)
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You can be King again
(by: Lauren Aquilina)
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Face my fears
(by: utada hikaru)
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[Art]
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[quotes]
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People are like that of a piano or stringed instruments.
Both have high beautiful notes, as well as deep low notes,
Both bring an impact, but both must be placed together in order to create music.

Such as it's our good and bad parts that make us who we are
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The voice of defeat is louder then that of Victory.
But if we speak up together, then our voices will drown out the darkness
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Your past brought you hear,
Now it's up to you were your future will lie.
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When they say give up.
Give me into victory and prove them wrong.
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Stop hiding and be you.
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You don't need to look great, to be great.
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[Story]
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I've been filled with regret for so long...
For years the throne has remained empty.
The people without a leader.

But no more...

It is time

For the King to rise.
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In life there are two things, some of us have to face.
One, facing the past.
And two, accepting the future.

Both alone are hard,
Now imagine having to face both at the same time.

The pain and the struggle.
The regret and forgiveness.
The end and beginning.

Having to face both, and in some way
Facing yourself.
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A short first person story.
(by: nermal1999)
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The clouds rolled over cast a blanket of shadow over the world.
All around me was darkness...

The feelings of uncertainty filled the air as I frantically looked around to see nothing but darkness.
And like the beating of a drum, my heart beated in synced with the rolling thunder.
Like a race horse who was eager to be first.
It was almost sickening, at the rate that my heart beated.

Suddenly within a few seconds there was a flash of lightning from overhead.
And in those few seconds I could see all that was around me, before falling back into darkness.

"Syd...."

"Syd!...."

Then, a faint voice called out to me through the shadows.
A voice that only brought darkness....

"Syd!"

"Syd!!"

With another flash of light that cracked through the sky I suddenly saw a path before me.
One that escaped from the dark forest I was trapped in.
And once more like a rolling thunder, my heart began to race as I sprinted alongside the path.
And the deeper I traveled the more the winds began to blow, and the further I went the more lightning struck lighting my path.

Suddenly I came to a streaking halt causing my paws to skid across The rough Rocky gravel below me.
My paw pads burned with pain as blood began to spill from the several cuts that I had received.
But it really didn't bother me as my full force was on the raging River that stood before me.
Suddenly I found myself unable to move as I stared at the frozen waters.
My blood began to run cold and my bones stiff. Soon I became Deaf to all the sounds around me.
The wind, the thunder, the lightning, everything, all I could hear was the sound of my own heart and nothing else....

"Syd!"

And like the burst of a balloon I suddenly became aware to everything around me as I heard that voice call out to me once more.
Lifting my head up I began to frantically shift my eyes in all sorts of directions,
Just to catch a glimpse of the owner to that voice. That's when....

Suddenly time seemed to stop as a flash of lightning burst through the air to reveal a young keldine holding tightly onto a rock that was submerged into the water.
Hid eyes were filled with fear as the water only grew higher and the current that much stronger.

"Syd!"

Slowly he began to extend his paw out to me with tears and a small smile on their face as he looked at me. And before I could make another move, a massive explosion went off and I tidal wave like no other suddenly burst from the horizon, engulfing everything in its past with water.
Snapped my head back towards the Keldine I began to reach my paw out to them, with my eyes trembling with fear I tried my hardest to reach out to him. "Syd...." Just as I was about to grab a hold of him, he suddenly they lost his grip and fell into the water leaving me to watch as the waves only piled over the rock until it was no more.

"Noel!"

A scream emanated from my chest but my words were silent as a gazed at the water.
And before I knew it I found myself being pulled in by the sheer force of the current.
And with one last flash of light the massive tidal wave crashed over top of me, sending me deeper into darkness.
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Snapping myself up I began to gasp for air as I gripped the comfort that sat under me
With my heart racing.

"so... It was just a dream."

Pushing myself up I let out a deep breath as a gazed at my shaking paws.
It had been so long since I had dreamed about the incident as well as my brother...

Gripping my hands shut a let out a low growl before throwing myself to my feet.
My heart felt like it was on fire as I recalled the way he looked at me, the sheer look of fear haunted me.
Letting out a yell a spun around and threw my fist straight into my standing mirror, shattering it immediately on impact.

I let out a loe huff as I gently shook the broken glass from my hand before turning away.
I hated remembering his face... I hated remembering the incident, I hated It so much!
I couldn't understand why I was torment by it in my dreams.
It seemed no matter where I went I couldn't never escape my past.
And no matter how hard I tried, I was the only one who could never move on.

Lowering my head I let out a sigh before turning to gaze at the broken mirror.
After I lost my brother I was never the same.
I ran away from home and started I new life as a Rebel.
A wise street punk who could only run.

I didn't care about anyone, or anything.
I was just a guy who loved his freedom.
It didn't matter who I hurt, as long as I was living, who cares.
I've always been on the run and I haven't been home since...
It wa to much for me.

The world had always been messy, I mean there's no changing that.
But I was told once that there was peace in our world.
That war and violence was once forgotten, and it was because of a noble King.
He was a nobody who came from nowhere, and yet he alone, changed the world.
He alone brought peace and Order,
And the lands were filled with joy.

But then... One day he just disappeared and his kingdom fell.
His subjects fell back into ruin and his rain was forgotten.
All that he did was forgotten. The change he brought, the lives he touched, all of it gone!
All that remains is a sword that he left behind. A sword that was left within a stone.
And it is said that only the next heir to the king, that in which is blood can pull the sword and rule over all.
But that was years ago, and things like kings and swords are nothing more the fairytales.

The world has moved on from that stuff, peace means nothing anymore.
Now all that is carried about now is power and technology.

And we're do I stand in this equation?
We'll let's just say I don't fit in.

I'm just a guy who kind of lost his way,
Not that I care, I really don't have I life, I've never really had one to begin with.
Letting out a sigh I quickly put on my jacket before heading out for my morning run.
I know it's a bit early then I'd usually go, but seeing as I don't think I'd be able to go back to sleep, might as well start my day off now.
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The early morning air was chill, and with every breath I seemed to grow even more cold.
The place I lived was poor, not really a place you'd want your kids to be around.
But hey, it's home.

This was the 10th place I've come to live in. And if I could be perfectly honest, it's my least favorite out of all of them.
But it's the only place I can be, there's no way I can go back, only forward is the path for me.

Slowing my pace I slowly gazed up at the sky to see a gentle rain begin to fall, as gray clouds crossed over the sky, blocking out the sun.

It wasn't long until the rain began to pick up and each drop became heavier.
But being the stubborn soldier I am, I proceeded with my run through the rain and all.
By the time I returned home the Sun was already high in the sky and the rain had subsided.
My fur was soaking, and my clothes drenched. My whole body felt frozen as I stood in the doorway gazing at the empty apartment that I lived in. It was empty and pretty run-down, but I was use to places like this so it wasn't too much of a bother.

Closing the door behind me, I proceeded to change my clothes and cook a small breakfast on my broken stove. I was convinced that it would one day catch fire, but my landlord could care less so I just gave up and moved on, After all isn't that what everyone does.

By midday I decided to head back out and make a few stops for new supplies as I was running out.
On my way to the appliance store I stopped by a small street side shop that was selling all sorts of stuff as well as the latest newspapers which I was always interested in.

Sure you could buy a newspaper almost anywhere, but I found the street side stands to be the cheapest.
After my purchase, a began to half-heartedly read the paper as I continued to walk down the street.
Suddenly I found myself frozen in place as my eyes caught a curtain paragraph with a photo attached.

(Leo Grayson, CEO of life, and love Corporation dies of hear attack.)
(family and friends grieve with heavy hearts. Funeral will be held on June 24)


"Dad..."

Though I hadn't seen my parents in years, I found myself feeling shattered to have seen this.
My father was an amazing. Person, he was kind, brave, and compassionate.
He was the CEO to the company life and love, I place that helps those who can't find a helping hand any place else. It was one of the few companies left that still brought peace to the world.
And my father played a big role in that company, and now.... Now he's gone.

Guilty filled my heart as I stood there, slowly the newspaper slipped from my hand and fell to the wet concrete. The last time I saw my parents the day of the incident, I haven't seen them since.
I was too afraid, too scared as to what they would think of me. Would they ever forgive me?
All I could do is run, run from everything I knew. And now it's too late.

"it's to late for me to make immense with my father..."

Suddenly my thoughts carried out to the thought of my mother, the thought of the pain she must be going through. How much I must have put her through.
My eyes gazed once more at the article, and at the mention of the funeral.
Something in me felt like it was time to make immense, some for or another.
It was time for me to go home... At least for the funeral.
And I'd make sure to stay out of eye sight, but at least I'd be there to respect the father I once knew.

In the following days I moved out of my apartment and was once more on the move.
And as planned I headed straight to my hometown.
I had not been back in years, even now I wasn't ready to return.
But I felt so lost and confused that I was left with no answers but to go forward.
It was too much to go back.

Within the day of the funeral I managed to arrive early enough to watch as everything was getting set up and everyone was arriving.
Among all the people who came I was the only one who stood from a far off distance
As to not be seen.

My plan was to stay long enough to say a few words from afar then I was to leave immediately,
Leaving this town, this place, and my past behind me... And I was to never come back.

A few hours passed, and the funeral began, many cried, well others laughed over the talk about their memories. Then came the moment I had been waiting for.
One by one each person began to take a moment to say something, and it was at that time, that I decided that it was my time.
But as I tried to speak I felt a lump in my throat keeping me from speaking,
Slowly a few tears began to run down my face as I thought of what to say.
And before I knew it words began to fill the air.

"Dad... It's me. I'm not sure if you want to see me or even hear from me... But I just wanted to say,
I'm..."

I found myself unable to finish as more tears began to run from my face.
Clutching my paws, I slowly lowered my head before letting out a deep breath.

" I was a fool to come back"

Pushing myself to my feet, I quickly spun around only to freeze with completely shock.

"m-mom!...."

Standing right in front of me stood my mother with tears streaming down her face as she looked at me with her paws covering her mouth.
Instantly my eyes shook with fear as I looked at her, and my heart began to race.
This wasn't a part of the plan! This wasn't supposed to happen!

I have to run.

I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run.
I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run.
I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run. I have to run.
I have to run!!! I have to run!!! I have to run!!! I have to run!!! I have to run!!! I have to run!!!


Suddenly I felt a paw rest against my cheek bring me back to my senses.
As I gazed down I met my mother's gaze as she looked at me with a broken smile.

"Syd... It's you! It's really you!"
"My baby's come home, oh! Thank the Lord! My baby's come home!"

She let out a loud cry as she quickly wrapped her arms around me and gripped my jacket in her paws.
And though I was filled with emotion I could only stand there listening to her cry, repeating my name over and over as she held me.

"mom... "

Slowly I pulled myself away from my mother's arms with my head lowered.
I was filled with such shame and guilt.
How did she feel about me? Like really feel about me?
Did she hate me? Was she angry?
I was so confused and so scared, I regretted coming back, and I regretted being here.
I just so badly wanted to run, I wanted to run so bad and so far to a place I would never be none.
I just so badly wanted to run...

"Mom... I'm-I'm so..."

"Syd..."

Turning my gaze towards her I saw a warm look on her face as she slowly took a hold of my paw.
Suddenly I felt a small tear run down my face as I looked at her, and suddenly that 14-year-old boy
Reflected inside of me.

"Mom I'm so sorry!"

Dropping to my knees, I quickly wrapped my arms around her as I began to cry,
For years I've run from her, from this place.
For years I've been on the run, but I finally came home
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After a long heartfelt reunion, both my mother and I left and headed back to my childhood home.
It had been ten years since I've back.

Ten long years, it felt strange to be back, I felt like such an outsider in this place.
But at the same time I was filled with emotion as my memories came flooding back.
The memories of this place, it had been so long and yet it was still the same.
Everything was as I remembered. The paint, the walls, the furniture, everything. It was like the home that I had forgotten.
Even mine and Noel's room were completely untouched.
It was like... Like we-... I never left.

There was so much to catch up on, that I made the decision to stay with my mother just until I could get myself to rightful apologize, then I was to be back on the road.

I didn't have any intentions of staying longer than I needed to, especially with the feeling of Noel and my father lingering here.
I couldn't stay, I couldn't stay with the nightmare surrounding me in this place.
But my mother... I couldn't just leave her. So what choice did I have.

After a while of settling in I decided it was to talk with my mother... I knew that it was time to do the right thing.

Walking out of my room I hesitantly walked toward her door where I found her wiping her eyes from tears.

"mom..."

I watched as she slowly lifted her head and gave a small smile as she got up and wrapped her arms around me with her paw resting on the back of my head.

"I still can't believe it's you... For so long I've prayed that you would be alive, and for so long I've prayed that you'd come home. And you did..."

"and just look at you, you've grown so big, and look at your wings and your scales... You've grown so much...
Syd. Why, why didn't you come back. Why did you run away? Why..... Oh, why..."

Tears began to run down her face once more as she looked at me with a pleading gaze.
There was so much pain in her eyes, pain that I knew I was the cause of.
Letting out a breath a slowly pulled away with a darkened look overcoming me.

" I was ashamed... I thought you would be ashamed. And I was scared, I was scared that you and dad would hate me as much as I hated myself... I thought I wouldn't be wanted, that I would be accepted.
I was so scared... And so ashamed... I was stupid! So stupid! I hated myself so much that I couldn't bring myself to see you... So I ran, I ran like the stupid coward I am! And I ran... I ran from everything!
That's all I know how to do is run! So I ran, I ran away.... And I'm sorry... I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry that I failed you... "

Tears began to stream from my face as I clutched my paws shut and lowered my head.
I was filled with so much anger that I couldn't hold back my words, and I said all the things I've tried to keep back.
For years those words had been eating at me and eating at me until I was nothing more than just a pile of moving bones.

"you haven't failed."

Suddenly my mother spoke as she rested her paw on my shoulder and grabbed ahold of my paw before lowering her head before looking back up at me.

"you have never failed me not once. Syd you've been on the run for so long that you've forgotten what you're even running from. You let your fear drive you, when all you needed was to come home...
There is nothing you could do to drive my love away, you are my son and I will always love you no matter what! So you stop running and just come and stay home Where your wanted! And needed!
You hear me, you are wanted! So you stop running... Stop running and I'll take care of you..."

Hearing my mother's words brought me to tears.
It shattered my heart to hear the words that I thought I'd never hear.

For years I've feard to come home to face my parents.
But in fact, this whole time I had been running for the wrong reason.
For years I've been running, when this whole time I could have come home...
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After that point things between my mother and myself had gotten better.
And I continued to live here with her, for a whole year in hopes to make up for the time that had been lost.

It took a while to get over the discomfort, as well as it took my mother some time before she stopped checking my room every morning to make sure that it wasn't all just a dream.
But overall things had gotten better and I put my running days behind me.
Although I still couldn't bring myself to go in Noel's old room.
I could never let go of that guilt... No matter how long or how many days past, I could never truly move on.
Not as long as my past continued to live.

In the following days my mother began to grow nervous as my 25th birthday grew nearer.
I couldn't understand why, but it was clear that there was something she wasn't telling me.
Something that filled her with fear. And though it had only been a year, I felt as though I had already grown close to her so I was confused as to why she grew so nervous. Perhaps did she think I'd leave again?
Either way I knew I had to get to the bottom of it, so I decided that I'd talk to her first thing in the morning as the day was already coming to an end.
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As the sun began to rise I slowly pulled myself out of bed to the warm smell of breakfast.
Walking out to the kitchen, I saw my mother and greeted her with a toothy smile before sitting down.

"morning mom"

"... Uh? Oh! Good morning sweetheart sorry I didn't see you there how'd you sleep?"

Confusion begins to fill inside of me as I looked at her,
Just like usual, as if late that us she seemed off like something was bothering her.
It was at this point I couldn't take it any longer and slammed both my paws down before standing up with my eyes locked on her.

"that dose it start taking!"

"w-what?"

My mother turned to face me with confusion and shock at my sudden outburst.

"what's been going on with you?! You have been yourself these last few days!"
"Is everything OK? Are you ok?"

"what? Of course everything's fine, are you ok?"

I could tell that she was still hiding something even if she tried to change her voice.
Letting out a sigh, I slowly walked over and grabbed a hold of her paws before letting out a sigh.

"mom... Please, tell me what's wrong. You've been acting off ever since my birthday started coming up"
"are you worry I'm going to level? Because I'm not."

"No, that's not"

"are you unsure what to get me because it's been so long? Because if so I honestly don't care mom you can get me whatever you'd like!"

"No.. It's not that it's either..."

"then what is it?"

My mother let out a low sigh before turning away from me and walked towards the table with her head low.

"Syd... I'm not sure what to do.... There's something I need to tell me but I feel in no why that it's my place sense it's been so long..."

My heart felt heavy as I saw the worry that was consuming my mother.
Walking over I took her by the door paw and pushed a warm smile before looking her in the eye.

"mom... You can tell me anything"

Slowly my mother took my paw and looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
Slowly she took me to the couch and had me sit down as she rushed off.
It was a long wait until my mother returned holding a small object in her hands,
I could tell what it was, because it was wrapped in a small cloth, but what ever it was had to be the reason from my mother's stress.
Taking my paw once more she looked me in the eye before letting out a sigh with her head lowered.

"Syd... There's a secret to our family, one that you do not know of. It was your father's and iI'splan to one day tell you but then... Anyway our family has held a deep secret one that was to remain a secret until you turned 25. Well that time has come now... And there was so much I wanted to tell you until then, but....
Syd, you are of royal blood."

"What!?"

Pushing myself to my feet I turned towards my mother with a face of shock and my heart began to immediately race as I thought of what she just said.
But after realizing there was more to what she had to say I managed to calm my heart before sitting next to her once more.

"do you remember that story I use to tell you about? The one of the great king?
We'll your father was the great, years length grandson to that king... Meaning you"

"I'm his great grandson...."

"yes..."

"but I don't understand! Why was this worrying you so much! I mean sure it's kind of a big sock to find out that I'm practically a prince! But still... Mom this is nothing you need to worry about"

"I'm not finished..."

"what?..."

Slowly I watched as my mother unwrapped the object and handed it to me.
It was a wooden plank with a gold plate acrossed it, with engraved writing.

I king Rowan here by write this as a gift to you, my Great grandson.
Somewhere down the line when the world is down on its luck it is you who will rise
And take the throne, and with the sword I have left for you,
You will bring peace to the land, and remind those who have forgotten,
What it means to truly live a life worth living.

With the gift from a dragon I have seen into the future and I have seen who you are.
And trust me when I tell you.

You will be a great king.

For a while there was only silence...
I felt lost and confused... My stomach felt sick and my head began to race... Me, King?!

Pushing myself to my feet, I allowed the plate to drop to the ground as I began to pace back and forth with my heart racing... This was just a story.... I mean it's just some stupid fairy tale right?
This has to be a joke, it had to be!

I can't be king!

Suddenly my ears began to ring at a high frequency to the point I was in pain.
Letting out a loud yell I quickly turned from my mother and ran out the front door.

Everything around me was moving at a fast pace, and my heart beated loudly within my chest.
Everything was spinning and all around me I could her voice.
It wasn't long until I dropped to my knees at began to scream...
Then there was silence...

"Syd?"

Suddenly I heard Noel's voice and tears began to race down my face...

"Noel! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I couldn't save you! I'm sorry!"

Suddenly a paw rest on my shoulder and as I gazed up a saw my mother looking at me with a face of worry.

"Syd! I'm sorry... I'm so very sorry!"

My mother began to cry, and frantically began to apologize to me.
For telling me the truth... But I wasn't made, no... I was scared mostly.
Reaching my paw out I just wiped a small tear from her eye before lowering my head.

"how can I be a king... I know nothing of royalty, nor am I even king worthy.... How am I supposed to run a kingdom and protect the lives of those who follow me, if I could ever protect my own brother...."

"Syd..."
My mother's voice sounds like that of shattered glass, she grabbed a tight hold of my paw before turning my face towards hers.

"Syd, have you been holding on to that for this long?"
She didn't care about anything else just the fact that I've held my brother death on my shoulders for this long shocked her.

"it was my fault he died... It was my fault why he isn't here to this day!
I could have save him... I was- I was just to slow..."

"Syd you listen to me! That was not your fault! You were only 14!
And what happened was a freak accident! If you would have jumped into the water I would have lost you to! And your brother knew that! You were no respfor his death! You are not responsible!!"

Tears filled my eyes as I looked at her, it was stupid how this all just came up,
But the news about who I'm meant to be was such a shock I guess it was just the last straw my nerves could take.
For years I've held this guilt in my heart, for years I've heard the burden of his death on my shoulders.
That's why... That's why I was always on the run.
I wanted to forget and escape what happened. I thought I could run from my past.
But I soon learned that as long as I'm apart of the past, then my past is a part of me, and there's no where I could go that it would follow.

But still I hated myself for what happened... And the thought of being free from that Guilt seemed impossible. But in a way in this moment when the truth finally came out, a part of me feel free.
Together we headed home and the thought of being king were put to the side as it was clear I had I lot that I've been holding on to that needed letting go.

So many insecurities that had manifested inside of me that I was unaware of suddenly came forward.
And it was then that I began a new journey one that would travel and at the end I find with I was truly a king or not.

But for now I think I'll just be me
And fix who I am. And make my brother proud.
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doe to last minute entry I was unable to fix up my story.
So I'm sorry for all mistakes as well as misspellings.

My deepest apologies.

Thank you for reading though!
And thank you for the opportunity.