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A small scar but it's still visible in his actions. You could tell the hatred festering under his very skin. There was an air about him that frightened most yet he still found one he called a friend.
He had made an oath and was bound to keep it. He and his friend were to go questing one day. They both yearned to explore the world in its deepest forests and tallest mountains.
The other was a happy boy. He had shaggy brown hair and vowed to become a knight one day though he was not of noble blood. He had been an adept archer and was cocky from his skills.
The two never realized that thier oath would one day bring them pain. It only started at the loss of their family and friends. A group of demons came to thier village in the guise of cats, dogs, and even men and women. The villagers fought hard but the fires consumed the small village. The boys had been in the forest playing a game and had come back to be greeted by ash and devilish howls.
The fear froze them where they were as a procession of ghastly demons left their towns. They never found the reason for the attack. They spent their last night in the village searching for survivors. All they found was an old man bleeding to death in his decaying hut. He told them of, Shadowblade and Nightblade. They were twin swords that had the power to destroy demons. The two decided the journey should start. With a sense of hatred and curiousity of the path ahead they set out the next morning leaving behind the corpse of a once peaceful village.