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I dont know how it got this far. I never meant for any of this to happen, but it did. This feeling of hatred and remorse building in me as I kneel here clutching the lifeless body of my best friend. Holding him in my embrace a tear dropped from behind my helm and everything started to replay in my mind. It started 17 years ago when i was 13, a young man by my villages standards. I was an apprentice to Markus Plarian, a master sword-smith. The village was a quiet place named Harvick its population was low maybe 90 or 100 of us, prima