Preface

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Pain was coursing throughout his entire body. He didn't know how much longer it would be until he was dead. He tried to be strong. He tried and he failed. The shame was eating at him. In this moment he felt like he deserved everything that had happened to him. He deserved the torture and he deserved to be tied to this tree. He didn't deserve to live.

His vision was starting to get blurry. He didn't know how long he had been here. It felt like a century had passed. Memories of his life flashed before his eyes. He had lived an interesting life and remembered everything. Travelling to different lands, meeting new people, fights in various taverns, and most importantly the knights that had eventually become his family.

He felt weak. The knight that was holding his face in his gloved hands barely registered in his mind. There was nothing else that he could do. It was time for him to leave this world. With one last painful breath, he closed his eyes and let go.

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