Chapter One - The Orphan
He peaked in from time to time to see how they were doing. The little one getter better and better by the day, he couldn't have been anymore than seven years old. Yet he handled his butterfly sword almost like someone fifteen winters old with the proper training. The boy and his older brother would spar out back of their home one using a sword, while the other used a double-bladed sword. Both kept getting better each day the old man watched.
He would watch as the father and mother would try to hide and protect the little boy. Yet they had no idea what they actually had in their home. Did they even care? He wondered. They still raised him as their own. This showed the old wizard that there are still some uncorrupted people in this world.
The boy was growing up fast. He feared it wouldn't be long before the Imperial Army finds him. He had to keep watch over the family until such time he should pop in for a visit. Until that time came, he would just sit here in his inter-dimensional home between two planes. The only place he was safe from Craven's wrath. Oh yes this boy....he is the one. He thought to himself seeming pleased. He is the one.
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