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... all, a young man from the Northern ends of Schwarz, deep in the territory of the Fonias duchy, was hailed as a prodigy in his small village.
With red hair that swept in the air like sparks of flames and a sword that swung like the breeze carrying it on, young Keith was gifted in more ways than one.
The greatest of those gifts, though, was his grandfather.
"Swing it harder, brat!"
"Yes sir!"
Creaking back, shaky breaths, the old man with wrinkly skin standi ...
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