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[Cal Hurst]

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(Late, on purpose)

Vaen awoke and looked around him. He saw nothing but space... distant, black space. But he was alive... how? He didn't know what to make of the situation.

"Swiftar." A familiar voice said from behind. He turned and look at the man and was in awe of who was standing infront of him. "I'm sure you know me, so I need not introduce myself," the man said. "You've shown a great display of virtue in the past few hours of your life. Sacrafice, as well as your constant display of Justice."

Vaen nodded, listening on.

"I am willing to bring you back to land if you promise me one thing. You see, the army that was dedicated to the land of Britannia needs more people like you. And I am hoping that if you step into that, people will follow. That being said, I will bring you back to land if you promise to me that you will spend a deal of your spare time aiding my army and trying to purify it."

Vaen nodded again, knowing what the man was talking about.

"Very well then. Wait here, and you will be turned."

The man disappeared and Vaen waited a moment. Just then, a light surrounded Vaen and began carrying him out of the abyss. He knew he had a long road ahead of him with this new loyalty, but it would be worth getting a second chance at life.
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