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I tucked the child up my large forester bed. Drowsy honey coloured eyes similar to mine and platinum blonde hair. He was my carbon copy. I knew though, this was a sign from the gods. This child was a beacon of hope for the future I promise you my child, I'll create the future you come from with all my blood, sweat and tears!

Intro He was ready to give up everything. The kingdom, the throne, his life. One small child changed everything though ... . . . Prince Thakery 24 years old, of the North Kingdom was facing a war, the loss of his father, famine in his kingdom and radical groups popping up all over the country. Success was near impossible. All Thakery wanted to do was run away from everything, run from his up coming coronation and all responsibility. So run he did, deep into the night, deep into the wilderness and woodland. That's where things changed. A bright light appearing from the sky above and a child was placed in his arms, the wind whispered in his ear. "This child is a gift from the future". A sign that everything was going to be ok. That he wasn't going to give up and things would be good once again, or at least that's what he hoped.... . . . You, play as whom ever you wish. . . . The child's name is Eric and the future son of Thakery. In this world the gods may bestow you with signs and gifts. They come in many forms. Magic is a common thing and there are many mage ranks.Thakery must look after this child untill the solution to his problems are found then the gods will return him to his own time frame.

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{Katie_<3}

21/07/2025

MUAHAHA, I SHALL MAKE AN ANIME OUT OF THIS

*I tucked the child up my large forester bed. Drowsy honey coloured eyes similar to mine and platinum blonde hair. He was my carbon copy. I knew though, this was a sign from the gods. This child was a beacon of hope for the future* I promise you my child, I'll create the future you come from with all my blood, sweat and tears!

... *I stay quiet for a few seconds, pulling up the sleeves of my shirt to show the demon marks* but mom said people won't accept a demon as a prince....:(

*I look down and see the marks, a wave of anger and sadness wash over me. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself* You are not a demon, you are my son.

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