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Hero of Democracy
Join Date: Mar 2012
Location: far from the ocean
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Jacob Miller dreamed of demons that night. Large, hulking demons with horns, wings, scales, and glowing eyes. He also dreamed of team of... warriors? fighting them. One of them blasted away at the demons with a shot gun, while three others waded in with swords. A fifth warrior, less athletic than the others, appeared to be a wizard. He spent the entire fight chanting, power flowing from him, pulsing with the light of a bright white circle than filled the room. The demons skin repeatedly mended itself from the shotgun pellets, but the swords went through their skin like butter, lopping off limbs. The fighting never crossed the circle, and the demons were eventually lying on the floor, dead.
The wizard dropped his arms, and the circle changed to a deep red. The man with the shot-gun put it down and pulled out a magnifying glass. The men with the swords began bagging the different parts of the demons, and the wizard began chanting over one corpse.... Jacob woke to driving rain. He was completely naked, lying in a back ally, and without even the benefit of a cardboard box. It was still dark outside, and from the temperature he guessed he was somewhere in the northwest.
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