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Reborn: How I became the strongest warrior

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The strongest warrior. A dream I have always wanted to obtain but deep down I knew it was an impossible goal for someone like me. I wasn’t royal enough and most importantly, I didn’t possess an arcane which determined your status in society so I was never in a position to achieve my delusional desire of being the strongest but after a robbery gone wrong and facing death, I brushed hands with the pinnacle of humanity and the first wielder of the arcane. He gave me a second chance, not just in a life but a second chance to achieve my goal of becoming the strongest warrior. Receiving his blessing has changed my life forever, the friends I have made along the way, the battles I have fought, these memories will stay with me forever. Not many get a second chance at life but I am going to live this life as if it was my first.
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