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Re: The Making (open rp!)
he struck back with a vengeance the likes of which youve never seen before. instantly limbs started flying everywhere, and the screams of his victims were so loud that they would turn a modern human deaf. the hero was angry. he rose his sword in victory with a loud roar. then, he looked down at the bodies of the large group of bandits he had slaughtered.despite them being bandits, he could not help but feel guilt. he had shown no mercy, literally ripped them to shreds. never before had he done this before. the worst thing was: he actually enjoyed that brief moment of ruthlessness. at last, after so many years, he realized: he was no hero, he was a monster. he didnt become a hero to protect others, he became a hero for the joy of killing others. an animal with a lust for blood is what he had been turned into. ashamed of himself for what he had become, he dropped his sword and fell to his knees. he closed his eyes for a brief moment, and...
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