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                   The Hero of Six Paths                   
                      -by Black-Nova-                      
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                   Set Things in Motion                    
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Set Things in Motion
What does it mean to live? Does it mean to do the unimaginable or living for a long time and learn the knowledge of the world? In the end nothing matters as long as you fulfill the destiny given to you without question. That is and always will be the way of the world. No one can stop or change their destiny.
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Somewhere on a forgotten world there is a land called Gi̱ Agápi̱ that is at the end of a twenty year civil war. As the battle reaches its climax the loss of life on both side is  overwhelming. On one side a race known as the Theés Tékna were struggling to survive their enemy and sister race the Ágio Íppou who were sure to win. While this finale battle begin to end, on a patch of land at the edge of a giant crater shaped waterfall two old rivals temped to end their last fight.
One was a female with light pink hair flow out of her head like cherry blossom petals dancing in the wind. Her body was covered in fur as white as the fresh fallen snow. Covering her fur was a golden-orange armor on her hands to shoulders, her hooves to lower thigh, her collar to midriff, and crotch, while dark orange and red cloths were draped over her bottom half like a dress cut down both her sides. Poking out of the back of her armor was a pair of angle like wings and a tail the same color as her hair. On her head was a horn that had a few hairline cracks. Held in one hand was a gold shield with an orange sun on it and in the other hand a long sword the same color as the armor that she swung with ease.
The other warrior was a male with jet black spiky hair slicked back. His skin was darkish and covered with a dark metal color armor from his neck to his feet. Over his armor was a deep purple, sleeveless Haori with a pitch black sun on the back and baggy martial arts pants. Held in both his hands was two black katanas with red hilts and no guards.
Both of the warriors' bodies were also covered in cuts, bruises, and sweat. They both swing their weapons at each other causing red and purple flames to shoot forth as the two sides clash, neither one willing to an inch. From time to time certain thoughts pass through their minds. 'Why did this have to happen? Why did it have to be this way? Could I have done something to change this, to prevent it?' These thought made their hearts ache. Finally they both stop fighting to catch their breath. Just then the man looked up towards the sky and started laughing, which confused the mare.
He then stop laughing and began to speak."So this is how it is supposed to end?" he stated.
"Maybe, but the Theés Tékna brought it upon themselves. We tried to come up with a peaceful solution," The mare responded coldly.
"Yeah, but in truth I never really wanted to fight at all," He said, which surprised the mare greatly. "I wonder if things didn't happen this way, would things have been different? Would my people not be dead now? It's funny even though your my enemy, you somehow have stolen my heart." He said as he looked to the mare who was shaken from shock. He then pointed at her and said, "I want you to keep my heart so your mind will never forget me and the love I felt."
With all that said his body began to fall backwards. Realizing what was happening the mare dropped her weapons and ran to him. The man's sight began to darken as he dropped into the bottomless waterfall. He watched the mare reach out to him over the cliff with tears in her eyes. Unable to hear her call out to him, everything finally fades to black.
Some of you think this sounds like the end of the story, but in fact this is how our story.................. begins.