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Chapter 1:
I walked along the dark wall of the King's palace. He had been my friend as long as I can remember, but then captured my girlfriend for piracy. I went in last, holding the Sword of The Past. I slashed thought the guards, the only sounds were the grunts of the dying, and we doused the torches, we made it into the King's room, and I pulled out my knife and slit his throat.
"ha ha take that you Bast-" I was cut off by a voice
"Nick, I'm in here!" it was her voice.
"Ok, We'll be right there." I replied
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