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If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
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The reason why the Americans are warlike, every town or city has its own defenses and their appearances widely vary.
This is also the main reason they continuously expand, better to deal with a problem now before it becomes to dangerous.
In the past, there was darkness and every man trembled in fear from the creatures of the dark.
Mad witches and spell caster would hunt for infants and woman in order to use them for their experiments.
Twisted abominations ran unchecked through the lands, entire towns or cities would die overnight and hellish beings carried away their screaming victims.
Then one day a miracle happened.
Some say that one of the many Gods heard the people's cries for salvation.
Others say that Humanities cries grew so great that the champions in the heavens willingly fell into the realms of men.
With ever the case, Stars made into men rained down from the heavens and built a city where the lights never go out.
It is there where the many go for healing and the undying are finally put to rest, their souls carried away by the men of the heavens.
It's unknown what truly happens in those first days, but many say that a small group headed straight into the heart of the magician's hellish city and demanded the freedom of the enslaved people.
None know of what truly happened that day, but it's said that a war so devastating happens that starts themselves were used to destroy that hellish place.
So great was its taint, that the Adventurers saw fit to simply whip it out.
Even the lands of the dammed are considered inconsequential by them.
Even as I write this, I fear that whatever evils dwelt there my turn my way, for what could be so evil that men that consider nothing or almost nothing, to not be able to be redeemed.
The Adventurers soon sought to send the slaves away to keep them safe from the evils of those lands, yet the slaves refused.
Where else was safer than the place next to the children of the heavens.
Soon the beast men were encountered, many sought to destroy such abominations, yet the Adventurers refused.
In their eyes appearances meant little, what mattered was the soul.
Yet the darkness in our lands could not be pushed away, for even within the heavens, the stars are only specs in a vast darkness.
So the Adventurers built many lights to push the the darkness back, with this light soon life began to grow.
Green grass was the first signs of good returning to the poisoned lands.
Next were the trees, flowers, clean water, birds and fish.
Yet evil is not content to stay still and dark creatures move just out of the reach of the lights touch, the winds whisper with ancient and foul magic and strange creatures are said to have attacked the many settlements.
Yet the Adventurers are not happy to wait for the enemy to come to them and greate battles the kinds only comparable to those in legends occur through the dark lands.
The holy city of light is now protected by armies of dedicated men and women, alongside their newly acquired allies.
They fight to defend the city from corruption of the people from within the city itself, as hearts of men are weak or from without from the many friends that want nothing but the downfall of humanity.
It's said that in one occasion the lands themselves glowed brightly as the lingering souls of the dead were carried off into the heavens by the Adventurers.
As I write this, I beg of you the future generations, don't ever forget what it took to give you a peaceful childhood, for the evils of today are great and only seem to be growing.
This is also the main reason they continuously expand, better to deal with a problem now before it becomes to dangerous.
In the past, there was darkness and every man trembled in fear from the creatures of the dark.
Mad witches and spell caster would hunt for infants and woman in order to use them for their experiments.
Twisted abominations ran unchecked through the lands, entire towns or cities would die overnight and hellish beings carried away their screaming victims.
Then one day a miracle happened.
Some say that one of the many Gods heard the people's cries for salvation.
Others say that Humanities cries grew so great that the champions in the heavens willingly fell into the realms of men.
With ever the case, Stars made into men rained down from the heavens and built a city where the lights never go out.
It is there where the many go for healing and the undying are finally put to rest, their souls carried away by the men of the heavens.
It's unknown what truly happens in those first days, but many say that a small group headed straight into the heart of the magician's hellish city and demanded the freedom of the enslaved people.
None know of what truly happened that day, but it's said that a war so devastating happens that starts themselves were used to destroy that hellish place.
So great was its taint, that the Adventurers saw fit to simply whip it out.
Even the lands of the dammed are considered inconsequential by them.
Even as I write this, I fear that whatever evils dwelt there my turn my way, for what could be so evil that men that consider nothing or almost nothing, to not be able to be redeemed.
The Adventurers soon sought to send the slaves away to keep them safe from the evils of those lands, yet the slaves refused.
Where else was safer than the place next to the children of the heavens.
Soon the beast men were encountered, many sought to destroy such abominations, yet the Adventurers refused.
In their eyes appearances meant little, what mattered was the soul.
Yet the darkness in our lands could not be pushed away, for even within the heavens, the stars are only specs in a vast darkness.
So the Adventurers built many lights to push the the darkness back, with this light soon life began to grow.
Green grass was the first signs of good returning to the poisoned lands.
Next were the trees, flowers, clean water, birds and fish.
Yet evil is not content to stay still and dark creatures move just out of the reach of the lights touch, the winds whisper with ancient and foul magic and strange creatures are said to have attacked the many settlements.
Yet the Adventurers are not happy to wait for the enemy to come to them and greate battles the kinds only comparable to those in legends occur through the dark lands.
The holy city of light is now protected by armies of dedicated men and women, alongside their newly acquired allies.
They fight to defend the city from corruption of the people from within the city itself, as hearts of men are weak or from without from the many friends that want nothing but the downfall of humanity.
It's said that in one occasion the lands themselves glowed brightly as the lingering souls of the dead were carried off into the heavens by the Adventurers.
As I write this, I beg of you the future generations, don't ever forget what it took to give you a peaceful childhood, for the evils of today are great and only seem to be growing.
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