Xherves Alkrin'n the Legend of the Battlefield, Elite Imperial Blade

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Chapter 1

The elder where takin this child up on the mountain, inspecting him. If he'd
been small, puny, sickly or misshapen, he would have been discarded.
From the time he could stand, he was baptized in the fire of combat he
fought his father dayli, and learned how to master the martial arts, with and
without weapons. Tought never to retreat, never to surrender. Taought that
death on the battlefield in service to the empire, was the greatest glory
he could achieve in his life.
At age 30 as is customary in his village, was he taken from his mother and
plunged into a world of violence. Manufactured by 300 years of soldiers of the
village society, to create the finest soldiers the world has ever known. The Agoge
as it's called, forces them to fight, starves them, forces them to steal and if
necessary..... to kill.
By rod and lash was he punished, taught to show no pain, no mercy. He was
constantly tested, and tossed into the wild. Left to pit wits and will aginst
nature's fury, it was his initiation, his time in the wild for he would return to
his people as a warrior, or not return at all. He sneaks by a dangerious grown
wolf, naked and freeching, the wolf circles him, fur as dark night, eyes glowing
red, jewels from the pit of hell itself. The giant wolf sniffing...savoring the scent
of the meal to come, with one strike the giant wolf fall to the ground death. Its'
not feat that gribs him, only a heightened sense of things. The cold air in his lungs
Windswept pines moving against the comming night, his hands are steady, his form..
perfekt. Given up for dead, he returns to his people to sacred empire a Soldier are born
Soldier Xherves.......

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