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These men disgust me. They strut around my world like they do not bow to no one. That will change. Albion will change. And these heroes, I could destroy them as easily as snapping a twig.

But patience is key. Soon I will set this right. Many powerful men, graduates from the guild, have tried, yet the Heroes Guild has stopped them. They grip the world with an iron fist using their puppets they call heroes. They hold the true power in this land. They empty the men of their own allegiances during training so that they will bend to the Guild's every will. It is time that someone made a stand about this abomination. It is time for the Guild's fall.

If only I had a mentor worthy of me, to teach to me the lost powers of Albion so that I could forever destroy the Guild and its corrupted members. But a plan has been planted in my mind. Soon tendrils of opportunities will sprout from that seed, and ultimately bring about the destruction of everything the Guild has sought. I bring change. Already change has taken root in my birthplace. They respect me, even as a child. They know I am already more intelligent than them by a thousandfold. They fear me, as it should be. This is what Albion will be like the day my plans have finished. Change will come, the day my plans come to be.

I am Heartsbane, and I will set right the wrongs that have plagued this world!


The Guildmaster shook his head, realizing the horrors he had set loose upon the world. Placing the black diary back on the bookshelf, he exited the charred, ruined house in Knothole. His heart turned to lead as he foresaw the terror that was in store for him.