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SquadCammander354

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This is a thread where I will make up a story, but leave several blank spaces at random places. The point of your job is to fill in only one of the blank spaces at a time, give it some time for others to fill in their part, and then fill in another one if you want. Doesn't have to be a word, could be a sentence or two, but remember that it has to fit into the already established story.

Someone can mention how a person killed someone, but you, yourself, cannot pretend that this did not happen without an explanation.

Are we clear? Then I'll start. Also, make sure to bold any changes that you have added; you will then leave the "[ ]" for future references.

NO EXPLICIT CONTENT CONTAINING THE SEXUAL INTERACTION OF MINORS, YOU WILL BE REPORTED. THIS IS MEANT TO BE TAKEN EITHER SERIOUSLY, OR HUMOROUSLY.

In the world of [ ], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [ ]. Sir [ ] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [ ]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [ ]. The land was full of [ ], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.

OOC: I'll leave it to @Nahrenne and @Fossil to make a new segment. I'm done~
 

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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [ ]. Sir [ ] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [ ]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [ ]. The land was full of [ ], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 
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Idk how much to copy, but here I go.
In the world of Scribble Hub, a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called
You fill in the blanks, and bold it. Otherwise, it gets confusing. ALSO LEAVE THE [ ] PARTS!
 

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Like this, @JustHANO.

In the world of [Srible Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [ ] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [ ]; such things were needed.
 
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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [ ]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [ ]. The land was full of [ ], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 

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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [ ]. The land was full of [ ], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 

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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [far west of the continent ]. The land was full of [ ], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 

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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [far west of the continent ]. The land was full of [arrogant and prideful Poodle Beast-Knights], whose abilities and strength were [ ]; yet it was small, and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 

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TONY IS MY WAIFU
In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [far west of the continent ]. The land was full of [arrogant and prideful Poodle Beast-Knights], whose abilities and strength was [eating honey and smashing hoomans], yet it's size was small and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [ ].

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.[/QUOTE]
 

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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [far west of the continent ]. The land was full of [arrogant and prideful Poodle Beast-Knights], whose abilities and strength was [eating honey and smashing hoomans], yet it's size was small and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [bribe his enemies with sweets!]

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [ ]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.
 
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In the world of [Scribble Hub], a kingdom known for its advanced capabilities in manufacturing and production values had caught the eye of a certain empire, whose ruler was called [Zannen, also known as: Sleep Deprived King of Cotta]. Sir [Whiskers "Lickittyspit" Pouncelot] had the ambition to conquer the whole continent, yet to drive and fuel such a task would require many resources. Food, water, and even [porta-potties]; such things were needed.

For this reason, the king had sought to invade two tiny kingdoms; one was the previously mentioned kingdom, while the other was placed in the [far west of the continent ]. The land was full of [arrogant and prideful Poodle Beast-Knights], whose abilities and strength was [eating honey and smashing hoomans], yet it's size was small and would be crushed in the near future by the empire.

In the coming months, the empire had sent a small brigade to the outskirts of the kingdom. The ruler had no thoughts of negotiation and would take its resources by force. It was this event that gave birth to a hero and a future king, one who would [bribe his enemies with sweets!]

It was the year 1402, currently fall, yet it was also the same year at when the empire had invaded the outskirts of the [Flowerpatch]. A boy known as [ ] was born in this small nation, weak and frail since birth, he was unable to save his family, less his own people. Sad it may be, yet the boy proved himself as he was able to escape the horrors of war. He hid until the battles had ended, and was later discovered and captured by one of the knights patrolling the area

The boy screamed in pain and fright as he was being carried away,

"[ ]"

The knight wore armor suited for a low-ranking position, and was most likely not the person who had killed his family; he knew for the boy had seen the crest of an [ ], behind the back of a helmet-less knight. His armor bright as the moon, yet his eyes carried the feelings of [ ], capable of [ ]. Yet this knight seemed lazier and less threatening when compared to him, as he has remained silent throughout the trip, the boy could not make an accurate judgment.

The boy laughed at his fate, losing both his hope and faith in life. Yet the man did not kill him, no, even worse. He brought the boy to his private quarters and had proceeded [ ]. His eyes and hands would frighten the boy, yet he seemed to not reject the man. A decision not made out of reassurance made by the man's presence, but [ ]. It was during this time that the man had finally spoken.

"[ . ]"

Disgusted by his words, the boy was still unaware of the man's feelings of happiness. In this dead and barren place, he was finally able to find someone to talk to besides his fellow knights. He knew they were nothing but a bunch of horrible monsters, who would take pleasure in the so-called art of " the hunt". How can one be a fellow [ ] yet to still believe that what they have done was in honor of their king; does that still make them human?

"[ ]"

The man, worried at the boy's silence, felt awkward inside. The boy was after all a victim of his Order, yet was brought and carried away by the same person who had killed his people without resistance. He had thought of attempting at communication with the boy first, but before he could the kid had already spoken first.

"[ ]?"

Questions befitting the situation, yet although the man's heart was prepared, no words would come out. Even he knew that he had no right to the lives of the innocent, yet he had.



(Wait, is Zannen also Sir Pouncelot?)
 
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