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7/10/2008 4:12:31   

This is a new story I thought of not to long ago! I do not have much, but Enjoy what I have!

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What makes me different from anyone else? Probably not much. I am Mastin, or at least, that’s the name I go by. My real name I shall probably never know. I live, if you can call it a life, in the land called Mythe…according to legend, it was created when two dimensions collided…one called Terra, and the other called Lore. But the ladder when colliding collided at three different timelines…the time of Batteonia, the golden age of Dragons, and the age of Soluna. The result was so devastating, the four almost destroyed each other completely. By some miracle, the four reformed to create this world. Equivalent beings merged to create one, not excluding me. I have flashbacks of being some sort of average mech student in one, powerful rouge in another, average adventurer in a third, and the fourth eludes me. But it is probably for the best, as I do not want to know what 4 made me.

That cataclysm was just over 10 years ago, or so I’ve heard. I cannot confirm any of this, as my own memory disappeared one year ago, when I awoke with nothing. My only hint of my name was a metal necklace, inscribed with ‘Mastin’ on it. I soon found out that I was in some sort of fortress, and people were not happy that I was awake, so I ran. I found out that, by my side, I carried several accessories…One, a small energy knife, another being a backpack, which seems to hold just about any amount of stuff I put in there, and by calling out the name of what I put in there, it comes out. I also learned that I was clad in pure black light armor, and that over the top of that armor, I had a cloak. The hood was three times as thick as the cloak, so I assumed it to be a type of helmet. From there, I have been trying to recall memories of the lost nine years, but I only found that from two dimensions, I had allies at my side…one, a small beast, another a giant war machine. They apparently had changed when coming here, but would serve me. Upon escaping, I found them quickly, but they told me that I was not ready to have them near me, so they sent me off.

I had to re-learn everything. But in this land, skills rise quickly, or you die. I trained my skills to this day, and I now know how to use everything. I learned of magic, and now use it well, I learned how to use my blade, I became rather muscular, and I became the best sprinter, and rather good long distance runner. I now struggle to survive every day, as life in my temporary home of the forest is harsh, and I’ve made my enemies. With luck, today will be little different from yesterday, but in this life, anything can happen, so do not count on it…
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