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100WC - The Defier Part One

I saw unusual things at a young age.

Today was my first day in 4th grade. When it was recess, I went with my only friend outside to the
playground. He was my only friend as we both had the same rarity. I and my friend saw something.
As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. Death bells rang in my ear as it came closer.
Doom resided in my eyes and ears as he quickly killed my friend, leaving no trace behind.
Then, a magic-user came towards me and whispered to me, “You are the defier.”

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