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The Knight Of Euphemia

"She is the progeny of the devil." The final blow was laid down. A sword through his heart. Followers of hell had slayed the Knight. "A prophet, I am not. But I shall curse this land, which dared to deprive us of our bond. He shall honor my promise, and he shall bring the rot to your land. Not for my selfish will, but for the eradication of true evil." With the corpse of her beloved in her embrace, Euphemia was sealed forever. As the dust settled, a new dawn emerged. 'The Immortal Land Of Euphemia. A place that refuses to wither down even after several millenniums of prosperity. Kingdoms have come and gone, but none of them carried the strength and Valor of the holy land, protected by the will of the warrior goddess Astarte.'

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The Journey, Part One

Day 120, Year 3000.

"Are we going to travel on these things?"

Gawain couldn't believe his eyes. Joan displayed a proud smile.

"Impressed?"

She casually approached the animal, stroking its neck with affection.

"Did you miss me?"

'Neigh!'

The steed started to nod its head while playfully stomping its feet in the dirt.

"Easy."

She brought her hand to his head.

"I missed you too."

Slowly caressing the black fur on its forehead, she closed her eyes and brought her face close to its mouth. As a gesture of love, it revealed its tongue and licked her face, covering it with saliva.

'Is it a dog?'

"Stop~"

She patted its head.

"Gawain, meet Norman."

A 6 foot tall, black horse that was built like a brawler. The mane on his neck was shining under the sunlight, and his eyes were pitch black. Standing face to face with him, one couldn't help but be intimidated by his presence.

"My steed, and an old member of our family."

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