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<center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big><big><big>'''X - Heroes'''</big></big></big></big></span></center><br> | <center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big><big><big>'''X - Heroes'''</big></big></big></big></span></center><br> | ||
| − | <center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big>'''Jena Year | + | <center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big>'''Jena Year 2464'''</big></big></span></center> |
{{Quotation|''Belenor Nebius, narrator''|:''"Um... One more death. A rockslide, once again." | {{Quotation|''Belenor Nebius, narrator''|:''"Um... One more death. A rockslide, once again." | ||
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At these words, the stranger handed him the sheet. Belenor recovered his property, still silent, and dared this time to look at him. The teenager winked at him and then walked quietly towards the main avenue. Belenor followed him with his eyes, as if hypnotized, when, halfway along, he stopped and turned around. On his face, the mischievous look had given way to a powerful determination. | At these words, the stranger handed him the sheet. Belenor recovered his property, still silent, and dared this time to look at him. The teenager winked at him and then walked quietly towards the main avenue. Belenor followed him with his eyes, as if hypnotized, when, halfway along, he stopped and turned around. On his face, the mischievous look had given way to a powerful determination. | ||
| − | :''"When I grow up, I plan to bring all the tribes to the | + | :''"When I grow up, I plan to bring all the tribes to the west of the Desert, where I was born. Life there is much harder than here. No regular army, no aqueduct… I would like to found a great city there, equal to Fyre. Of course, waging war on the rebellious tribes to force their cooperation might be enough. But that's does'nt fit my values. I promise myself to do it my way: to prove my bravery, to perform feats, to gain their trust. But to do that, someone will have to tell my story. Someone will have to make me the hero they need. I like to surround myself with talent, Belenor Nebius. And one day, I'll need someone like you." |
Belenor tucked his paper away while shaking. His heart was pounding. Why was he so disturbed by this Fyros? He who usually never lost face? | Belenor tucked his paper away while shaking. His heart was pounding. Why was he so disturbed by this Fyros? He who usually never lost face? | ||
