Title: the Protectors of Exia

In this land of darkness, mortals were ruled, and served by creatures of imagination. Trolls from every corner, wisps in every tree, monsters that hid in every dwelling, and gods of the underworld that lies beneath the sky. Creatures in every fairy tale, in every movie, in every book, were the inhabitants of this land. The barren land filled with despair, for every living being in this land had but one goal; power. Endless rage between tribes releases the sparks of war. And in every war, humans were asked to aid these creatures. Humans can never be victorious by themselves. They were inferior in power when it comes to fighting the ogre tribes, inferior in wits when battling the sprites, and always powerless against the gods but no matter what happens, everything was in vain. This land was dying and soon enough, everyone would need a new place that they will call home, That is if they even survive the chaos they've brough upon themselves. The land in which these creatures called home was named Exia meaning life.

Every war, required the gaurdians of Exia. They were summoned to surpress the voilence to protect their holy land. There were four protectors in total. They were stronger than the gods themselves. The protectors were chosen by the forgiven maiden; a powerful being aids them, and gives them their limitless power. In order to even serve her, you must have lived your life to the highest potential. You would have the highest level of swordsmanship or gunmanship, the blood of an ogre, and the mind of a sprite. Only then can you be allowed to serve the maiden, but you will not be given immortality. Even so, Gods will have no power over you. Which is why the powers of a protector must only be used for justice, if fallen into the wrong hands, there will be a war big enough to destroy everything. The powers given by the maiden is to be used for only to protect the this land. The duty of the forgiven maiden is also to protect her holy land which is inhabited by so many. This is the sworn duty of these protectors, if this power is abused, it'll be stripped from the protector.

My name was Forso, a human just like the rest of my brothers. I was really proud of my race, for they were the key for winning a war even though they weren't really special. We have limitless potential and we can always aid our allies. It's always a war between sprite and ogres and whichever we aid would would win the bttle. My brothers and I always fought against the ogres for they only had brute strength. I've fought atleast 2 wars in my lifetime as a human. Now, I'm 142 years old in human years. In the war of 68 millenia, enemy forces were closing into the nestalic fortress which was our main base of supplies. Our troop's duty is to give support to the sprites, for we were the foot soilders while they used their machines to fight. Our group had a total of 86 people, which wasn't a lot. We were a team of specialized generals. Everyone was specialized into a specific category. My brothers were all specialized shooters, perfect in accuracy. They were able to shoot from atleast 6 miles away by sniping, and could kill many in a breath. It was my friend's final stand. I only had one friend, and her name was Gati a specialist in bombing. We met when we were undersiege by the orcs and were looking for shelter in a nearby village. I lost her in the battle at nestalic fortress, when traitors from our group murdered her. In blind rage, I remember that I went berserk and killed the army of footsoldiers marching towards the fortress along with the traitors using 2 blades found in the village. It was as if i had been flooded with blood. Those 2 swords had became as red as blood itself. To this day, my blades had never lost its colour and was given only 1 name; Bloodshedforu.

I knew that my parents hoped that I could grow up just like my brothers, but I had no talents in the shooting department. My parends had died probably disappointed with me, like always. I grew up as a swordsman, perfecting my skills in the art of nagista. Soon, I was just as strong as my brothers. I've haven't lost a single duel yet against them. They soon tried to become swordsmans too, but failed due to their years of experience with handling guns, and their inability to hold a proper sword. My older brother got led us everywhere due to a quote from a veteran at a military camp "Leadership isn't based on power, but experience on the field of war". I was filled with jealousy and rage;

Greed, and anger grew inside me. Greed for power, and anger at my family. My brothers finally came to the realization that I was growing to be insane. Insanity drove me in every battle, torturing each life before my hands reached into their bodies and ripped inside their organs disabling their ability to breath, then cutting a part of their body in order to hear an incomplete scream that sounded similar to an exaggerated breath. Destruction and chaos was my life, and power drove me to doing so. It seemed no one had the power to stop me, but I was the maiden had appeared. rules I spared them in pity, laughing. My brothers were disgusted in me, and soon the maiden appeared before me offering a great power. The power to be a proctector of Exia. My family of 4, were given the positions of a protector. I had no clue of why she would do such a thing, but such great power! I hastily accepted it. That was a huge mistake; my biggest regret. After, it seems I was supposed to be healed, and now somehow I lost my lust to kill, but instead I wanted to save and restore lives. What kind of magic had the maiden used? I knew this wasn't the real me, but the one the maiden wants me to be. If it makes her happy then I will live like this, but soon I will overule her. I had no more care for this world or anything in it. The land of Exia, what a waste. Every war that I stopped I'd pray it'd continue, every life I've saved I'd wish would end.

In a century of solitude training, I had perfected every style of swordsmanship. My brothers were no match for me anymore, and were amazed when I came back with two bloodshedforu, but I had no idea how I got two. My powers were beyond anything that the maiden had imagined, but instead of her being fearful, she became overjoyed. That was not my plan. I challenged her into a fight for the title of the strongest. She declined because she thought she would win. Even though she declined, I moved and assaulted her. My eldest brother saw the path that I was choosing and stopped my before I unsheathed my sword. Even though my brothers stopped me this time, there will be another chance, killing the maiden.