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Chapter 2

Time goes fast (More alive than ever!)
Added Sat Feb 16 19:24:50 2008 at level 51:

Time goes fast. It has been almost 15 years that I, Daichyl, was in the
Academy, hoping to become strong, to be known as a Sensei of my profession. I
fought, I bled, I won and I lost. Time goes fast and I have still many years
before me to do more. I hope.

Now it has been around 3? Maybe 4 years since Ive been a Squire? Ive
learned a lot, Ive done what I could yet I felt that these years were a bit
more painful than it ever was. I have become more mature and realized that
life, without any cause to fight for, can be meaningless. I have chosen to
protect the Light and give it a better life by fighting day and night against
the wicked. I did realize that this task was meaner than it was. We have to
be ruthless, do not let the Light have a chance to survive. At first, I
thought it may have been something too hard to handle. Each time I have
doubts, I remember those horrible sights that I have seen and my faith grows
stronger. My will is strong and I still hope that my actions will be worth
something when I die.

I have questioned my fighting skills from time to time as I went on against
the Lich Lord, Satebos or either the War Master, Kostyan. I was merely an
object that I could be pushed around and I felt meaningless. Plus now, I have
learned that my sensei, Mryzzle, have perished as my Captain, Gramoak. I have
also seen Squires that act for their own good instead of the global good
which made me question my cause. But once I go to the battlefield, once I see
the reason I fight, it all goes away.

What I plan to do next? Of course, I vowed to train those of the Fortress. I
wish to give what Mryzzle gave me. Strength. I will also train harder as I
feel I can be better. Fight more wisely if possible. Although I am someone
emotional, I will fight if I am needed. I am still unsure if it is a quality?

I am 30 now. I have many years to give to the Light. May my blade strike
true. May the Light, when I die, be a safer haven to those young ones...