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Fantasy World

In a world where fantasy becomes real, there lives a boy named Rick Rey. He is a young man of incredible stature who is 17 years of age. His black hair was stained with blood from his enemies that have been defeated. He always had been alone since the death of his parents and had no one to stay with. He’s always been alone…until this very day in the Fantasy World.

Rick was staying at a large Inn filled with bandits and thieves alike. He took a seat at the bar hoping to find a companion to accompany him in his travels. He was waiting a while until someone came up behind him and said, “Aye! Let me buy you a drink young man.”
It was a very small man who was nearly half Rick’s size. His face was scarred with a large X on his cheek but was covered up almost completely by his wild tangle of a beard. He asked where Rick was headed. Rick just replied, “To find Paradise.”
“Aye, paradise you say,” says the small man, “You and I may be looking for the same thing.” “What do you mean?” Asks Rick with a puzzled look. The Man replies, “I too am looking for the one place I belong. Yet I cannot find it.” The man takes another drink before continuing.
Rick turns around to see a bar full of angry bandits and thieves staring at him and the man. The small man turns around and yells, “AH, WHAT ARE YE YELLEBELLIES STARIN’ AT YA BUNCH OF COLD COWARDS?” Immediately Rick grabbed the man and put his hand over his mouth and whispered, “You idiot! Are you trying to get us killed?”
“What’re ya talkin’ ‘bout I could take every one o’ these guys at once.” The man said as he collapsed to the ground. Immediately the thieves of the tavern lunged towards the man and Rick. Rick however did not hesitate in taking most of the thieves guild out until there was just two men standing, Rick and the last thief. However being the cowards thieves are he ran off to what remained of his guild. Rick then looked at the stout man who had accompanied him at the tavern. “Come on old man lets find an inn.” As he lifted him and took him out. As they left the tavern the manager began yelling and cursing words they could hardly hear over the voices of the wind.