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"Well, Lord Harry, it seems that you have your fair shares of defeats as well," grinned Geletn. "So tell us, who had defeated the all-powerful Lord of Light?"
"Correction, Princess Geletn. I'm not all-powerful. The Chinese started training very young."
"How young?" asked Lily.
"Not too young, about four," said Harry nonchalant.
"Four years old?"
"Yes, four. Their basic training is about six years in average. It depends on the diligence of the person. The place, which I went to, was the largest sect of the whole of China. It is named the Mount Dream-Cloud. Nice name, huh? Anyway, their form of magic is rather similar to my elemental magic. By the way, there are a number of sects in China, each of them have a different style. The Dream-Cloud sect focuses mainly on drawing their energy from the Nature. Then making use of it, they boost up their powers and attack. I was unable to master their way of magic but, strangely, they don't call it magic. They call it martial arts or spiritual powers."
"There is a reason for this, Harry," a voice spoke out behind Harry. Harry knew the person is Dumbledore. "Can you tell me why?"
"Well, I think that its because they are just different."
"Harry," Dumbledore said admonishingly, "The reason for this is simple. The Chinese accepts supernatural events. Besides when their form of magic was at their infancy, the land was plagued with war. With addition of the geographical isolation of China, it is no wonder that their magic was practiced differently and named differently," said Dumbledore. "I can see that you may have wasted time in China, Harry."
"Actually, I had spend my time in China learning the True Combat, I can't understand what they were teaching so the leader trained me in True Combat," replied Harry.
"Well, Harry, the court is about to start," said Dumbledore," Would you return to the Grand Hall of Light?"
"Very well, Albus," Harry's facial expression changed immediately and walked out of the room. James found it hard to believe this was his son. A person who can hide his emotion at will. Dumbledore looked at door and sigh, "He had changed much, Harry. I think that is because of the Battle of Paris...Oh well, I better be gone."
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Looking at the assort of race, Harry knew that even if the Jury overrules him, he could use his power to protect the Princess. He knew that only Tom Riddle's powers and skills are on par with him.
"We are ready to pronounce the verdict," declared Dumbledore. "Jury, if you please?"
"As we had studied the case provided by the prosecutors and the defense counsel, we had arrived at an unanimous agreement. Princess Geletn Rctpor is..."
The tension in the room was utterly palatable.
"Free of all charges brought forth by Elf King Aurgdani IXI Rctpor and Dwarf Clan leader, Jenova. She is to be restored to her position."
"Very well, the Jury had spoken," declared Dumbledore. Looking around, he continued, "I hope that everyone will abide by the terms of law and treat the Princess Geletn with respect and honour."
"If not," Harry said, "Be prepared to face my wrath. Elf Princess Geletn is now under my protection. I have warned all of you. If I hear anyone showing disrespect to Princess Geletn, be prepared to be deal by your race's own law."
"The Lord of Light had spoken," Merlin said as he looked around. "It shall be carried out! One warrior from each race is to return and spread this news. Now."
Immediately, one member of each race stood up and disappeared. Harry looked around with his piercing green eyes. He had never expected the different races could be so divided. All of them, instead of the legendary quantities of each race though to possess, had disappeared.
'This is damn loose alliance of the Light,' Harry thought as he left the Hall for sleep. 'I wonder if we are strong enough to defeat the Dark Lord and the Burning Legion with such a weak alliance?'
Then without any warning, Darkness claimed Harry...
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"Greetings, young Lord of Light," said one of the two figures that had appeared before Harry in the Darkness around him. The speaker was a clearly a female, for the tone and tenor of the voice was soft, gentle, musical and feminine. Despite of all that Harry had seen in his short life, all he could say in front of the two figures was, "Who are you?"
The two figures chuckled lightly at the question. The lady replied, "I, my Lord, am known as Fate."
"Then the one besides you must be known as Destiny," Harry said as he looked at the one standing beside Fate. "And I must be going nuts," muttered Harry undertone.
"My, aren't you smart," teased Destiny. Whether he missed the last comment or purposely ignored it, Harry didn't know.
"Why, thank you" Harry replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why does the Greatest Guardian of all Living and Dead come to this isolated place in the middle of nowhere to seek small, little me?"
The pair exchanged a knowing look, not appearing to be affected by Harry's sarcasm. Harry just stood there looking at them, although he hadn't the faintest idea of what was happening.
"We are here, milord," started Destiny, deciding to play along with Harry's rules.
"Stop!" exclaimed Harry as he held up his hand. "Rule number one, always remember, never, ever, call me Lord."
"He's really a feisty fellow, my dear brother," said Fate as she looked at Destiny.
"Now, I have limited time and so, can we go straight into what is on today's agenda?"
"Good, I see that you haven't let us lead you into waiting for us to finish quarreling," smiled Destiny.
"First of all, Harry, what we are about to reveal can be very shocking, so be prepared," said Fate. Harry snorted at this.
"First of all, Harry, your heritage is very unique."
Silence.
"From your father's side, you are the heir of Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor and Merlin."
"Excuse me!?"
Without missing a beat, Fate continued.
"From your mother's side, the line of King Arthur Pendragon is continued."
"What!?" shouted Harry, "But that's impossible!"
"How do you explain your ability to draw out the Sword of Godric Gryffindor? Or your uncannily knowledge of how magic works?"
"There are a lot of books on magic in the Library in the Castle of Light!"
"True, but do you know that you are one of the few who was able to understand what was written in them."
"This is impossible," muttered Harry. "I must be going crazy..."
"Not at all," smiled Fate.
A sudden thought caused Harry to blanch. If his mother is the descendent of King Arthur, doesn't that make Aunt Petunia and that whale-like cousin of his...that very thought made Harry turn green. As if reading his thought, Destiny said.
"Don't worry, Harry. Your aunt and cousin are distantly related to you. Your mother's mother was the descendent of King Arthur. With giving birth to your mother, she died of birth-difficulty. Your grandfather remarried and you know the rest."
"Thank god!"
"Ashen-Shugar,"
Without thinking, Harry turned and replied, "What?"
Fate and Destiny smiled.
"What did you call me?"
"Harry Potter, it is time for you to know. The reason for your survival of the unblockable killing curse, the Avada Kedavra curse. You, Harry, aren't a mortal."
"What do you mean?"
"You are the reincarnation of the most powerful being of the Seventh Heaven. The Ancient Guardian Archangel of all realms, Ashen-Shugar."
"Crazy!" Harry replied.
"It's true. You are the incarnation Ashen-Shugar."
"What you are saying is impossible, prove me wrong" Harry said.
Fate held up her hand and a transparent shape appeared. On further inspection, the shape was rather similar to a human.
"This, Harry, is the matrix of the human body."
Harry peered at the diminutive figure and was surprised to see the skeleton frame, muscle and internal organs.
"What about those of an Archangel?" questioned Harry.
"Harry, an angel isn't defined by it's physical matrix, but by it magical matrix," smiled Destiny.
"I don't understand," said Harry, deadpanned. "I need layman's term, not a tactical explanation."
"This, Harry," said Fate as she held up her hands again, "is the matrix of the human magical core, the source of all magical powers or whatever you can call it."
Harry looked at the mind and was surprised to see it divided into section. Each section was clearly labeled. One was defined as elemental power and etc.
"Harry, one must understand that the amount of power one can hold is limited. The most basic magic is your wand-based magic. This is the root of all magic in a human. It is this basic magic which enables one to gain other abilities. It is a source of power. Have you ever wondered why you are so powerful?"
Harry shook his head.
"The purpose is to let us open up your abilities. The Order of Light exists to make use of your powers to unlock your more predominant abilities. The curse of Lord Voldemort had transferred his gift of Parseltongue to you, thus enabling the Order of Light to open up your beast speech. Your..." said Fate.
"Enough!" cried Destiny, "We had wasted enough time, Harry. Are you ready to unlock all your abilities?"
"I don't have much of a choice, do I?"
"No, you don't. But the question is are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Good. Harry, open up your mind. Clear of all emotions, desires and all feelings," whispered Fate.
Suddenly, Harry's mind was plunged into a sea of pain. Such pain that he never ever experienced. Not even when Lord Voldemort by tortured him the Cruciatus curse at his resurrection ceremony during June two years ago. Harry wants to scream but no sound came out. Dimly, he understood what the Longbottoms had gone through when Bellatrix Lestrange tortured them. Then abruptly it stopped. Harry gasped. In front of him, Fate and Destiny looked at him smilingly.
"What was that?" he gasped. Moving his fingers, Harry suddenly discovered his raw magical power had dropped significantly. However, there some...new powers flowing within him.
"With the aid of your power, we had release most of your potential abilities. Some however are beyond your reach."
"What power did I gain?"
"Let's see," Destiny said in mock thoughtfulness. "You gained control over all elements-Ice, Lightning, Wood, Metal, Light, Darkness, Time and Change. You are now an immortal as you regained your Archangel status. That's about it all."
"Why don't you try reverting to your angel form, Harry?"
"How?"
"Look into yourself. You know how."
Closing his eyes, Harry dived into the wealth of knowledge stored within him. Suddenly, he knew. Like a door opened before him, Harry knew what was need to done for him to transform to his angelic form. Harry sent his power flowing all over his body. Opening his mind, Harry sought for the hidden form and willed it to be released. All he felt was a brief discomfort then it was over.
"Well, Harry, it seems that you have successfully transformed," smiled Fate, "I must say that you looked very nice."
Harry opened his eyes and conjured a mirror. He looked at his reflection and smiled. He does look nice in this angelic form.
"Please, sis, find me an angel that look rather like...say a certain Dark Lord," Destiny rolled his eyes, "Besides, we need to inform Harry about one more thing."
"Yes, right. Well, Harry, at your parent's sixth year, Riddles had tried to be funny. He wants to remove you as an opponent."
"So? I wasn't born yet...Don't tell me, Tom Riddle wants to remove the threat before it even come true."
"Well, that's correct. Besides, you need to go back in time to retrieve your second sword."
"What sword? I need to retrieve the Chaos Breaker only."
"No. The Altar of Swords had been sealed once again by the Lady Guardian. To reopen the doorway to the Altar of Swords, you need not only the Orb of Light. You will need the Sword Gryffindor and the Excalibur. Only together the doorway can be open once more. That's beside the point, more importantly, you need to protect your parents from assassination attempt by the Dark Lord. So be warned, you have a much harder time to deal with this. At not cost are you to reveal your true motive at Hogwarts."
"But how am I going back in time? The best Time-Turner can only turn back time for three days."
"Have you forgotten what element you have just gain control?"
"Ice, Lightning, Wood, Metal, Light, Darkness, Change and...TIME!?"
TBC...
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A note form your Author:
Haha! I had wanted to do a time-travel fan fiction! Haha! Anyway, how you guys like this story? I think that the grammatical errors that I used to make have reduced. Anyway, hope that you guys like! Please read and review! A word of thanks to all the previous reviewers! They are:
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Rhinemjr: Thanks!
Persona non grata: Thank you! I know my previous story have a lot of errors but I will try to edit them...Still looking for a beta who is willing to go through all 41 chapters...
Crazyfanfictionfanatic: *Grins!*
Nasser Himura: Harry didn't lean much about fighting in China. Too little time. I had spent 3 years building martial art foundation...That is the basic stances, punching, and kicking. I'm still learning more advance arts. My personal favorite is sword and the staff. Thanks for the review anyway.
Nphipps: Here you go!
Arizosa: *evil smirk!* You will have to wait till near the end. Whahaha!
Chicken Stars: I think I was trying to make him a bit too biased...or in a certain way, a politician...which means stupid. Yah, you're right.
Jeni black: Oh! Thank you! Language isn't my strong suit. Haha! Science is my better subject.
Cloak: Necromancy...that comprises of Summoning, Bone and Poison and Immortality...But in this story, to fully become a necromancer, one must sacrifice their magic. I don't think Lord Voldemort is willing to do that...He can only become a part immortal, which means that he can't be kill by conventional magical means.
Darkangelgep: Thanks!
Athenakitty: no...They are not hard to read but...well, you are a kitten, so perhaps you are just curious. Anyway, just read to find out!
Kemenran: Here you go!
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That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly
BloodRedSword
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"Well, Lord Harry, it seems that you have your fair shares of defeats as well," grinned Geletn. "So tell us, who had defeated the all-powerful Lord of Light?"
"Correction, Princess Geletn. I'm not all-powerful. The Chinese started training very young."
"How young?" asked Lily.
"Not too young, about four," said Harry nonchalant.
"Four years old?"
"Yes, four. Their basic training is about six years in average. It depends on the diligence of the person. The place, which I went to, was the largest sect of the whole of China. It is named the Mount Dream-Cloud. Nice name, huh? Anyway, their form of magic is rather similar to my elemental magic. By the way, there are a number of sects in China, each of them have a different style. The Dream-Cloud sect focuses mainly on drawing their energy from the Nature. Then making use of it, they boost up their powers and attack. I was unable to master their way of magic but, strangely, they don't call it magic. They call it martial arts or spiritual powers."
"There is a reason for this, Harry," a voice spoke out behind Harry. Harry knew the person is Dumbledore. "Can you tell me why?"
"Well, I think that its because they are just different."
"Harry," Dumbledore said admonishingly, "The reason for this is simple. The Chinese accepts supernatural events. Besides when their form of magic was at their infancy, the land was plagued with war. With addition of the geographical isolation of China, it is no wonder that their magic was practiced differently and named differently," said Dumbledore. "I can see that you may have wasted time in China, Harry."
"Actually, I had spend my time in China learning the True Combat, I can't understand what they were teaching so the leader trained me in True Combat," replied Harry.
"Well, Harry, the court is about to start," said Dumbledore," Would you return to the Grand Hall of Light?"
"Very well, Albus," Harry's facial expression changed immediately and walked out of the room. James found it hard to believe this was his son. A person who can hide his emotion at will. Dumbledore looked at door and sigh, "He had changed much, Harry. I think that is because of the Battle of Paris...Oh well, I better be gone."
--------------------
Looking at the assort of race, Harry knew that even if the Jury overrules him, he could use his power to protect the Princess. He knew that only Tom Riddle's powers and skills are on par with him.
"We are ready to pronounce the verdict," declared Dumbledore. "Jury, if you please?"
"As we had studied the case provided by the prosecutors and the defense counsel, we had arrived at an unanimous agreement. Princess Geletn Rctpor is..."
The tension in the room was utterly palatable.
"Free of all charges brought forth by Elf King Aurgdani IXI Rctpor and Dwarf Clan leader, Jenova. She is to be restored to her position."
"Very well, the Jury had spoken," declared Dumbledore. Looking around, he continued, "I hope that everyone will abide by the terms of law and treat the Princess Geletn with respect and honour."
"If not," Harry said, "Be prepared to face my wrath. Elf Princess Geletn is now under my protection. I have warned all of you. If I hear anyone showing disrespect to Princess Geletn, be prepared to be deal by your race's own law."
"The Lord of Light had spoken," Merlin said as he looked around. "It shall be carried out! One warrior from each race is to return and spread this news. Now."
Immediately, one member of each race stood up and disappeared. Harry looked around with his piercing green eyes. He had never expected the different races could be so divided. All of them, instead of the legendary quantities of each race though to possess, had disappeared.
'This is damn loose alliance of the Light,' Harry thought as he left the Hall for sleep. 'I wonder if we are strong enough to defeat the Dark Lord and the Burning Legion with such a weak alliance?'
Then without any warning, Darkness claimed Harry...
--------------------------------------
"Greetings, young Lord of Light," said one of the two figures that had appeared before Harry in the Darkness around him. The speaker was a clearly a female, for the tone and tenor of the voice was soft, gentle, musical and feminine. Despite of all that Harry had seen in his short life, all he could say in front of the two figures was, "Who are you?"
The two figures chuckled lightly at the question. The lady replied, "I, my Lord, am known as Fate."
"Then the one besides you must be known as Destiny," Harry said as he looked at the one standing beside Fate. "And I must be going nuts," muttered Harry undertone.
"My, aren't you smart," teased Destiny. Whether he missed the last comment or purposely ignored it, Harry didn't know.
"Why, thank you" Harry replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why does the Greatest Guardian of all Living and Dead come to this isolated place in the middle of nowhere to seek small, little me?"
The pair exchanged a knowing look, not appearing to be affected by Harry's sarcasm. Harry just stood there looking at them, although he hadn't the faintest idea of what was happening.
"We are here, milord," started Destiny, deciding to play along with Harry's rules.
"Stop!" exclaimed Harry as he held up his hand. "Rule number one, always remember, never, ever, call me Lord."
"He's really a feisty fellow, my dear brother," said Fate as she looked at Destiny.
"Now, I have limited time and so, can we go straight into what is on today's agenda?"
"Good, I see that you haven't let us lead you into waiting for us to finish quarreling," smiled Destiny.
"First of all, Harry, what we are about to reveal can be very shocking, so be prepared," said Fate. Harry snorted at this.
"First of all, Harry, your heritage is very unique."
Silence.
"From your father's side, you are the heir of Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor and Merlin."
"Excuse me!?"
Without missing a beat, Fate continued.
"From your mother's side, the line of King Arthur Pendragon is continued."
"What!?" shouted Harry, "But that's impossible!"
"How do you explain your ability to draw out the Sword of Godric Gryffindor? Or your uncannily knowledge of how magic works?"
"There are a lot of books on magic in the Library in the Castle of Light!"
"True, but do you know that you are one of the few who was able to understand what was written in them."
"This is impossible," muttered Harry. "I must be going crazy..."
"Not at all," smiled Fate.
A sudden thought caused Harry to blanch. If his mother is the descendent of King Arthur, doesn't that make Aunt Petunia and that whale-like cousin of his...that very thought made Harry turn green. As if reading his thought, Destiny said.
"Don't worry, Harry. Your aunt and cousin are distantly related to you. Your mother's mother was the descendent of King Arthur. With giving birth to your mother, she died of birth-difficulty. Your grandfather remarried and you know the rest."
"Thank god!"
"Ashen-Shugar,"
Without thinking, Harry turned and replied, "What?"
Fate and Destiny smiled.
"What did you call me?"
"Harry Potter, it is time for you to know. The reason for your survival of the unblockable killing curse, the Avada Kedavra curse. You, Harry, aren't a mortal."
"What do you mean?"
"You are the reincarnation of the most powerful being of the Seventh Heaven. The Ancient Guardian Archangel of all realms, Ashen-Shugar."
"Crazy!" Harry replied.
"It's true. You are the incarnation Ashen-Shugar."
"What you are saying is impossible, prove me wrong" Harry said.
Fate held up her hand and a transparent shape appeared. On further inspection, the shape was rather similar to a human.
"This, Harry, is the matrix of the human body."
Harry peered at the diminutive figure and was surprised to see the skeleton frame, muscle and internal organs.
"What about those of an Archangel?" questioned Harry.
"Harry, an angel isn't defined by it's physical matrix, but by it magical matrix," smiled Destiny.
"I don't understand," said Harry, deadpanned. "I need layman's term, not a tactical explanation."
"This, Harry," said Fate as she held up her hands again, "is the matrix of the human magical core, the source of all magical powers or whatever you can call it."
Harry looked at the mind and was surprised to see it divided into section. Each section was clearly labeled. One was defined as elemental power and etc.
"Harry, one must understand that the amount of power one can hold is limited. The most basic magic is your wand-based magic. This is the root of all magic in a human. It is this basic magic which enables one to gain other abilities. It is a source of power. Have you ever wondered why you are so powerful?"
Harry shook his head.
"The purpose is to let us open up your abilities. The Order of Light exists to make use of your powers to unlock your more predominant abilities. The curse of Lord Voldemort had transferred his gift of Parseltongue to you, thus enabling the Order of Light to open up your beast speech. Your..." said Fate.
"Enough!" cried Destiny, "We had wasted enough time, Harry. Are you ready to unlock all your abilities?"
"I don't have much of a choice, do I?"
"No, you don't. But the question is are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Good. Harry, open up your mind. Clear of all emotions, desires and all feelings," whispered Fate.
Suddenly, Harry's mind was plunged into a sea of pain. Such pain that he never ever experienced. Not even when Lord Voldemort by tortured him the Cruciatus curse at his resurrection ceremony during June two years ago. Harry wants to scream but no sound came out. Dimly, he understood what the Longbottoms had gone through when Bellatrix Lestrange tortured them. Then abruptly it stopped. Harry gasped. In front of him, Fate and Destiny looked at him smilingly.
"What was that?" he gasped. Moving his fingers, Harry suddenly discovered his raw magical power had dropped significantly. However, there some...new powers flowing within him.
"With the aid of your power, we had release most of your potential abilities. Some however are beyond your reach."
"What power did I gain?"
"Let's see," Destiny said in mock thoughtfulness. "You gained control over all elements-Ice, Lightning, Wood, Metal, Light, Darkness, Time and Change. You are now an immortal as you regained your Archangel status. That's about it all."
"Why don't you try reverting to your angel form, Harry?"
"How?"
"Look into yourself. You know how."
Closing his eyes, Harry dived into the wealth of knowledge stored within him. Suddenly, he knew. Like a door opened before him, Harry knew what was need to done for him to transform to his angelic form. Harry sent his power flowing all over his body. Opening his mind, Harry sought for the hidden form and willed it to be released. All he felt was a brief discomfort then it was over.
"Well, Harry, it seems that you have successfully transformed," smiled Fate, "I must say that you looked very nice."
Harry opened his eyes and conjured a mirror. He looked at his reflection and smiled. He does look nice in this angelic form.
"Please, sis, find me an angel that look rather like...say a certain Dark Lord," Destiny rolled his eyes, "Besides, we need to inform Harry about one more thing."
"Yes, right. Well, Harry, at your parent's sixth year, Riddles had tried to be funny. He wants to remove you as an opponent."
"So? I wasn't born yet...Don't tell me, Tom Riddle wants to remove the threat before it even come true."
"Well, that's correct. Besides, you need to go back in time to retrieve your second sword."
"What sword? I need to retrieve the Chaos Breaker only."
"No. The Altar of Swords had been sealed once again by the Lady Guardian. To reopen the doorway to the Altar of Swords, you need not only the Orb of Light. You will need the Sword Gryffindor and the Excalibur. Only together the doorway can be open once more. That's beside the point, more importantly, you need to protect your parents from assassination attempt by the Dark Lord. So be warned, you have a much harder time to deal with this. At not cost are you to reveal your true motive at Hogwarts."
"But how am I going back in time? The best Time-Turner can only turn back time for three days."
"Have you forgotten what element you have just gain control?"
"Ice, Lightning, Wood, Metal, Light, Darkness, Change and...TIME!?"
TBC...
--------------------------------
A note form your Author:
Haha! I had wanted to do a time-travel fan fiction! Haha! Anyway, how you guys like this story? I think that the grammatical errors that I used to make have reduced. Anyway, hope that you guys like! Please read and review! A word of thanks to all the previous reviewers! They are:
-------
Rhinemjr: Thanks!
Persona non grata: Thank you! I know my previous story have a lot of errors but I will try to edit them...Still looking for a beta who is willing to go through all 41 chapters...
Crazyfanfictionfanatic: *Grins!*
Nasser Himura: Harry didn't lean much about fighting in China. Too little time. I had spent 3 years building martial art foundation...That is the basic stances, punching, and kicking. I'm still learning more advance arts. My personal favorite is sword and the staff. Thanks for the review anyway.
Nphipps: Here you go!
Arizosa: *evil smirk!* You will have to wait till near the end. Whahaha!
Chicken Stars: I think I was trying to make him a bit too biased...or in a certain way, a politician...which means stupid. Yah, you're right.
Jeni black: Oh! Thank you! Language isn't my strong suit. Haha! Science is my better subject.
Cloak: Necromancy...that comprises of Summoning, Bone and Poison and Immortality...But in this story, to fully become a necromancer, one must sacrifice their magic. I don't think Lord Voldemort is willing to do that...He can only become a part immortal, which means that he can't be kill by conventional magical means.
Darkangelgep: Thanks!
Athenakitty: no...They are not hard to read but...well, you are a kitten, so perhaps you are just curious. Anyway, just read to find out!
Kemenran: Here you go!
-------
That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly
BloodRedSword
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