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War dawns in Teloria.
This is the story of Allen Delais.
“Humor and his right.”
He was a young artist and musician. Humor and his good right arm are all he has left when falls asleep one night and wakes to find himself in a heroic world. Art and music have their place, but they are only two of the desires of his heart ignited by the demands of the oaths and the alliances he is forced to make.
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Chapter XIII
The tongue must dance before the feet Kilin abandoned his seat as Jaella approached the table. “I’m off to prepare.” Kilin had received his own orders to the north that morning, and the coming departure had been the focus of their talk over lun...
Chapter XIV
The bow bends in preparation to send Allen to the North “Lieutenant, two things came for you yesterday afternoon.” Captain Felim nodded in brief welcome as Allen entered the supply office. He held up a large brown paper envelope and a smaller, wh...
Chapter XXIII
The next evening as dusk wore on with fading shadows, Allen walked with Kilin toward the house his family kept in the city. The two of them had dressed simply in their uniforms, forgoing excess ornament with the appeal to military formality. Their bl...
Chapter XXII
Dinner and a Date Jaella’s father shook Allen’s hand slowly as his eyes studied the lieutenant. “You have my thanks and more, but words mean little compared to my daughter’s safety.” The two men stood in the courtyard before the Ielior tow...
Chapter XXI
A goddess…. Allen was preoccupied with his thoughts as he left the College. His mind was filled with questions. What was her name? Who was she? What did it mean to bear her mark, and was he supposed to be the champion of this goddess? What responsi...
