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The ax came down, narrowly missing her slender arms as she recoiled against the stone wall of the throne room. She brought her rapier to her chest, panting heavily as she looked for anyone, anything, that could help her escape. The room was bare, she was in trouble. The princess knew if she didn't think of something quickly the great divider would soon be brought down upon her neck. The hulking brute took another swing, missing her nose by mere inches. Things were not looking good for the young princess.
A fine place for a new home. Kirim smiled as he planted the shovel into the ground and looked out over his newly purchased land. The sun cast its light over the valley where his fields would soon be growing and it filled the man with pride. He would soon send for his dear wife Amelia and they would truly start their family. This land would be passed down for generations, so he knew he'd have to roll up his sleeves and get to work if it was going to be worth giving to his children someday. Kirim smiled to himself, he'd never been one to stop and daydream as he'd been doing. He laughed as with a grunt he hefted his shovel over his shoulder, the idea of starting his life finally starting to sink in.
He cackled wildly as he looked over the remains of the fallen castle he'd lain to ruins, the moon making his armor glow with a ghastly light. This was his work, his most precious work of art. With his silver blade acting as his brush, he had created a masterpiece truly befitting the Sapphire King. He reveled in the joyous feeling of victory a moment longer before lowering his scythe and saying a silent prayer for those he had slain.
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