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Story : Legend of Hiryo Xeoni 'Segmented Chapter Intro'

Hmph... You want my story? Very well... I am Hiryo Xeoni. Son of Urlugal. Grandson of Gilgamesh. Neither of which I ever met. My mother was a priestess to the god Atepomarus. Her name is Le'son. She left my father when she was pregnant with me due to fear of what would become of me. Returning to her native home with her half brother. My mother was half Illyrian, half Norse. Due to her cultural background she was able to teach me much of the land. While her half brother taught me the ways of combat. At the age of twelve there was a attack on my home by berserkers. I grabbed my sword to help defend my home. During my stand I came into combat with one of the berserkers. After I killed him he slashed my face with his axe. Leaving me scarred. As a trophy I took the berserker's wolf helm. Turning back home after the attack all my family and friends were killed but my uncle. My mother lied dead in front of me.... I vowed to never let such evil happen again. Following my uncle back to his homeland I learned more of the ways of combat. Harnessing my skills. On my seventeenth birthday I left my uncle to search for my own path in life. Becoming a nomad in life. Traveling the world I gained many foes and many allies. Those who commit evil shall fear my blade. I wore my trophy from old always. Those who feared me called me the Black Wolf. Though I had a name once before.... I was known as Sigleaf. Though this name burdened me. I left such behind in my past. Forging a new name. Among my many travels I came across a temple that was being attacked. With sword in hand I went forth into the temple. What I seen reminded me of my home village. My blood rage came forth... Seeing the innocent blood of the defenseless. I went forth to kill the marauders. Once I made it to the temple pedestal I thought I saw my mother... A man was over her with blade to her throat. Seeing a odd shaped sickle dagger on the dead marauder below me I grabbed it and threw it into his head. I then walked to the pedestal to the women and help her up. I grabbed the odd blade from the marauder's head and went to leave. The women stopped me. She grabbed my shoulder and said words I knew... Words that I thought I would never hear again... She said to me in my mother's language. "Please wait. I know why you came here. And the gods that sent you told me to give you a gift... This title. Hiryo Xeoni. The many deeds you do will be written here in this tomb. Go forth child and do the will of he gods." As I heard these words and looked at the women. I nodded my head and left. The name of which she gave me stuck with me. Those who became my friends I told my name as Hiryo. This is my name now. And will be what is known of my destiny. As the years past and many of the travels I have had.. And the blood I have shed. I decided there was no place for me in the known lands. Thus I started my travels to new worlds. Going to the end of which is known and beyond. And if need be challenge the gods themselves. For I am the wind.. The wolf spirit of the forests.. I am Hiryo Xeoni.