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While Rayn Soavan was all the way at Eluin Island, something else was happening in a small town in Italy. In this town lies a huge fort, where soldiers of the King train to prepare for any war. Off to the side was a hill where the young prodigy Demarus Fendis watched them train. He copied the moves and techniques they did, and soon he possessed the skills of a great swordsman. But technique wasn't enough. When the soldiers were doing something else, Demarus would try to lift boulders and carry logs back to his father, a baker in need of firewood. Built in both strength and mind, Demarus wished to be a great warrior in the future. But unfortunately he lived in the poor part of town with his parents, so he could afford the flashy armor or weapons the great heroes of old had. He could only dream...

Until the day he found Requiem.

Demarus was getting up early to get wood for the bakery. As he walked through the fields, he encountered something he never found before. It was a cave, out of place. Demarus stuck his head inside, and heard screams. Someone had fallen in!

"Hello! Can you hear me!"

"...Yes... help me..."

"I'm coming!"

Demarus dove into the cave. Though dark, the man's screams guided him through. Soon, he found a pit where the man was at. In front of him was something... undead. It was slowly approaching him.

"You there! Please, help me!"

"Yes! But.. I need... a weapon!"

He quickly looked around. Then, he saw a giant paddle, used for sailing. Could he...?

"Take this!"

Demarus smacked the undead creature with the paddle, as if it was a 2-handed sword. The man was impressed with his skills, and watched admirably at Demarus. Soon, the paddle broke, and Demarus was defenseless against the undead being. He took the man and ran from the cave. When they reached the exit, they looked back. The monster gave up pursuit.

"Thank you, boy! That was some impressive swordplay, even though it was only a paddle."

"If only I had a real sword, that thing could've been chopped to bits."

"You know, I ventured that cave to find a clue to the great sword Soul Edge. But all I found was a bunch of zombified warriors! Humph! I'd rather give up on the quest than go back in there. Here. 500 Gold coins for your bravery, kid."

The man tossed Demarus 500 gold coins and walked off. That's just enough to buy a quality sword...

"I'll take that one on the right, please."

"Sure? You might be too young for this one, kid."

"Just give it to me, mister."

After getting the money from the man, Demarus ran to the finest weapon store in town. He bought a massive sword that required 2 hands to wield, much like the paddle. The shopkeeper said the name of the sword was "Requiem", and was wielded by a man that claimed to have destroyed Soul Edge before. Might have been rubbish, but at least Demarus was one step closer to being a true warrior. Demarus stood at the pier of the town, and looked out to the east, where mythical fighters lived. He had heard stories about "katanas" and "kunai." He wished to fight them, and prove that his sword could overwhelm them. It was his destiny.