by the novells hill
On a moonless night, between the walls of an ancient stone temple, a faint wind carried the cry of an unidentified infant. When the temple priests found the child, they realized that something about him was not normal. On his chest, a strange mark was engraved: A golden sword with two wings, above it a circle and a horizontal line. The moment the blind shrine maiden touched that mark, a golden light blazed forth. Silence fell. Then she said in a faint voice: "Born... the Golden Dark Knight." But she did not smile.
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