Legend
Kingslayer
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- Age 34
- New Jersey
- Seen Jun 23, 2018
"I fight for the hopes of defeating those that I admire. So that I can join the legends that have been able to call themselves Champion! So I can be on the same level as them!" Malic yelled in a determined voice. It had seemed in the span of a few moments that he can became mature and focused. The childish face seemed to transform in mere moments to that of an adult. "I realized today that I cannot always win and that is part of the obstacles that will prevent me from reaching my goal. So thanks Tommy for showing me that." Malic had a visibly hard time admitting that but the determination from his voice did not halter. "I can promise to all the "friends" that I made here that I will return to my homeland and accomplish my goals and realize my dreams. Death, Defeat, Anything, I will overcome it and become a true legend. I will not doubt myself, not anymore." The determination and maturity from his voice could be seen his body. During his extended speech, Malic had gripped the badge that was across his neck tightly. It had served as a reminder of his promises to Clair and Blackthorn. I have to return and fulfill my end of the bargain. It had seemed the boy that Malic was had officially become a man. And all it took was a hulking monster to call him a "wimp" of sorts. Malic had to pretend he never knew Jay and focus on the strange force that emerged in place of him. I knew that Voodoo Wizards were the cause of our problems. But No one believed me. Well actually I never told anyone did I? Doesn't matter cause for once I was right about something other than battling. It seemed Malic's transformation into an adult wasn't complete as his childish thoughts ran rampant in his head.
Malic hoped he didn't sound overconfident or cocky. He wanted to assure himself of his dreams and ambitions. There was too much on the line. His honor, his family's honor, everything he knew. There was the newfound benefits that he would arise from his fame. Glory, power, and women....all things that Malic dreamed of. Not only would he receive them, but his friends and family in Blackthorn due to the sole fact that they knew. He could not doubt himself no longer, he must grow up and believe. And believe he had.
I cannot give up. I am already so close to them.
Malic hoped he didn't sound overconfident or cocky. He wanted to assure himself of his dreams and ambitions. There was too much on the line. His honor, his family's honor, everything he knew. There was the newfound benefits that he would arise from his fame. Glory, power, and women....all things that Malic dreamed of. Not only would he receive them, but his friends and family in Blackthorn due to the sole fact that they knew. He could not doubt himself no longer, he must grow up and believe. And believe he had.
I cannot give up. I am already so close to them.
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