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'Huh? What's that up there? It looks… like a person!' the teenager exclaimed. His red hair whipped in the wind as he started to climb the stepped church tower. When he reached the top, he sighed.
'It's just a statue… But it's so full of life… I'm confused…' the boy groaned, his green eyes dimming, losing the excitement he had had just a moment ago. For this statue reminded him of something he couldn't quite remember.
'Do you know what my lost memory is?' Rasche asked the statue, knowing that there was no one around to hear him talking to a statue, 'Hmm… I'm gonna call you Jynx.'
Rasche placed his Sibat spear down next to the statue and smiled.
'You remind me of someone… I don't know who…' he murmured.
Suddenly a rock flew past Rasche's head and hit the statue's left cat ear. It smashed the top part, making the left ear look a bit dog-eaten. Rasche grabbed his spear and launched himself at the person who threw the rock. As he was about to land, he kicked the fifteen-year-old in the head, knocking him out.
'God, I hope I never end up like that…' he muttered to himself, heading for home. He decided that he wasn't going to tell anyone about what he'd done, but he made a promise to himself to visit every day.
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'Drat! That kid could break the spell!' Bharva yelled.
'Relax. He won't remember a thing about her, I promise. So he won't admit he's giving up his time to see a statue,' Marcie replied, not looking a day older than she did nine years ago, 'I wish time would go faster, I want her to erode or die so that I'm the Adverse One.'
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'Where've you been, Rasche?' Steven asked, hitting his son hard.
'Ouch! I do have a social life, old man!' Rasche replied. He received another punch from Steven.
'Dad, let's train some more!' the slightly younger boy said excitedly.
'See? Take after Roland, Rasche. Then you'll become a Knight,' Steven lectured Rasche, 'Power comes from the heart, meaning-'
'-that you have to want to do it… I know, I know,' Rasche finished off Steven's lecture for him.
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A/N: Aww, thanks for the comments guys! Here's Chapter 3 for ya!