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You think you know a story, but what if I told you that what you believe to be the truth was nothing more than lies?
To get to the heart of the story, its truth, one must go back all the way back to the very beginning.
I was born into a world ruled by men, who believed that my very life was theirs to control like a puppet. They expected me to dance to their tune, but when I dared move even a step out of place, my name became legend.
But not in the way of my ancestors.
The land that I was to rule, the throne that I was supposed to sit upon, turned my legacy into a curse and a cautionary tale.
However, there is something more powerful than men in this world, and that is the will of the gods. They hold the true power in this world, and their will was the cause of my life, well, my second life, changing forever.
But I can not get ahead of myself.
To begin this tale properly, we must go back to the night of my son’s death, and I sought comfort in the arms of a storm…
