This is my first FanFiction. Enjoy :)
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Sven, the rouge knight who was blessed with godly powers was racing toward the Radiant Fountain, which he called "home." He'd been farming in a close neutral camp close to home until suddenly there was a surprise attack from one of Visage's loyal familiar. The rouge knight took out his massive sword out of the Dark Troll Warlord's chest and engaged the bat-like enemy. He swung his massive sword at the face of the bat trying to decapitate him. But the familiar was quick and anticipated the rouge knight's sword.
The familiar blew fire at the rouge knight's sword intending to melt his sword. Sven made it think again by swinging his sword once again at the bat's face and sliced it in half. Blood gushed out of the bat's neck as it fell to the ground.
Sven rushing home to tell his best friend, Tinker, a genius at making deadly machines, about the battle he had engaged with the familiar.
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While in the Dire side….
Visage was getting annoyed by his leader, Pudge, a deadly butcher who would hook anyone who he disliked and chop them up with his bloodthirsty butcher knives. Pudge was nagging Visage where his familiar was and started saying that he needs a new pair of pants. Visage was annoyed and flew to the first middle tower. The giant path was divided into three lanes. The top lane was call "Top", the middle, "Mid", and the last lane, "Bot" witch was also called the suicide lane.
I have to stop now :)
Hope you enjoyed this