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    heart "He wasn't born to have a life, rather born to do his duty to us and them" as the elders said in the old village before it burnt down. It is a shame such a soul would be tainted into believing such things but i suppose it couldn't be helped seeing as how his father was a drunken fool who would abuse his sister and mother and threatened them with taunts of death and fatal injury would be inflicted upon them. Syrentus would sit back as his dad said "See son this is how ya gotta treat ya woman! and your useless daughter, son don't have a daughter they'll never learn! just kill them and wait for a strong son!" Syrentus was in demise and screamed and grabbed his dagger from its small pouch and stabbed his father... He wasn't born to protect...rather to serve as a protector of his world he ran out of the house grabbing a red scarf wrapping his face to hide himself as he ran from his village starring at the golden moon for support it held no questions only answers the boy urns for. 5 years passed he was now 16 an official adult he never felt love no mischief with anyone he was a strong healthy boy now on the brink of starvation with no where to go and call home not even inns would take him for his attire was to unsettling. Yet he got scraps and shelter here and there in a small shed or he improvised using tree branches and leaves to protect him from the rain or cold as much as it could. He learned psalms and sorcery he had a unicorn serve its life with him as he traveled the unicorn died in peace and in her place was a sword... he no longer protected with a small dagger which he by chance killed his father with, this sword would serve as all life's protection someday, they wouldn't know it but it would. He went on still looking at that golden moon but something was different it was closer than usual and it was brighter ...and coming towards him! he ran behind a tree a few yards from where he was and looked up it was floating there...the moon was floating within feet of Syrentus but the moon was in the sky still... it was a moon child it broke open and there it was gods angels a moon rabbit with golden feathery ears he lay on a crescent moon asleep the moon wont stop following syrentus and places a scarf around him to keep him warm and safe it brought the most intense warm and comforting heat he had ever felt! he rubbed it against him gently and kept walking on his aimless adventure which in the gods view had a purpose but to him a few years of boredom and loveless times. He came to a village and looking so mighty he seemed like a god himself and was asked to slay a dragon who had killed 20 soldiers in the caves a mile from town he agreed and smiled and said he would be home soon with the beasts head. He got to the cave and there it was a small black dragon no taller than Syrentus himself he chuckled some then burst into uncontrollable laughter lol and looked at the "beast" and said "whats your name lil guy? Then the boy was spooked he looked at it as its mouth moved saying "Sukarno son of the groves." Syrentus went stone cold. The groves were the gods of the earth and were very peaceful. The dragon denied killing soldiers but had locked them up for he feared they would kill him. the soldiers went home and the dragon joined syrentus it was amazing he had a newborn moon child and a Dragon of the Grove on his aimless quest. He still has no clue why he has been so fortunate but he is happy to just be alive at this point of 5 years of walking the earth he has no clue how to get home even if he wanted to. He came across a man....who told Syrentus he was a savior a god of sorts...maybe an angel the man stuttered as he walked towards syrentus and he placed his hands on Syrentus's chest and released a spell which made his whole body tingle and burn he now had marks on his arms and chest ...his left arm was black though and somewhat different it felt colder too maybe a less charred burn? yet it still felt discomforting but what wouldn't when you've just gotten burned. Syrentus charged towards the capital of the world screaming and limping in pain his arms felt worthless and dead his soul felt tainted and the dragon and rabbit were just following behind the rabbit still in hibernation on his crescent bed and the dragon unknowing of pain always being cautious not to be harmed. The capital bared bustling roads and unsuspecting victims to petty thefts. Syrentus kept running and finally found a doctor it appeared his skin was burned from inside out but how? the man touched his chest... Syrentus walked out baring pills to null the pain temporarily. He walked and found something of utmost importance to his journey to this monument to this single monument it was him...the rabbit...the dragon....and the sword stabbed into the ground it was a larger than life scale and he wore exactly the same as the granite statue. Syrentus looked at the one difference the scarf wasn't a scarf...but wings and then all hell broke out in the town as the statue shook and caved into the ground and Syrentus still observing it didn't think twice but to jump onto the collapsing monument as it sunk into the worlds center we call hell. He read the plaque " Here lies Syrentus the gods son and only heart baring angel of life and protection." He paused on the word angel the second read through...he was an angel... he fell off the monument starring up at the glimmer of sky through the small crack landed on a hot surface and breathed in the charcoal smell. He stood jumped once...twice...three times and on the third jump he wasn't coming down only going up up up. He flew through the crack and floated where the statue was the dragon and the sleeping moon child joined him. It was as if the statue came to life. Then the cause of all the terror twisted a giant beast it was in the form of a deformed human body without legs and dragging across the ground, it was bigger than the "bigger than life" monument bigger than the capitals pavilion, it was to big for an army. Though it was still no match for an angel. Syrentus flew up into the sky to meet the beasts face it snarled letting its rancid breath hit him. Syrentus Spit and out came fire, the dragon joined in on the phone shooting more flames. Then the beast swiped the trio then the moon child glowed and let out a protective barrier the swipes damage went right back at the beast. Syrentus unsheathed his sword flew straight for the beasts face and cut it in half blood spewed everywhere but Syrentus had saved the world from a beast of the power of 300,000 men and the weakness to pure unicorn horns. This unicorn horn was the last to be on earth and is to this day buried with Syrentus. How he died was unknown but how he lived was considered one thing "Living to protect" I still find it cruel the gods would send him to be nothing more than a killer to die at such a young age, not experiencing love but hate only. heart

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